Enchanted Realms (temporary name)

Hi I'm assembling a team for a campaign called Enchanted Realms. Here's the main story/plotline:

On the great and vast continent of Archanor, lives a mysterious race known to many as the Nara'Shall*. These people were firm believers of the Primoridial Gods. They believed that when these gods (Lokashatar, God of Earth, Ahura, God of life, and Anu'Kal, God of Sky) shaped the planet, they created a temple far to the east, and locked their essences inside in order to protect the planet from evil. The temple, Santhritiaer, or 'Divine Residence', was never entered, the Nara'Shall considering such act the highest of profanations.

Lately, however, strange events have been transpiring. The thick jungle that surrounds the temple has become filled with twisted animals, and, somehow, the jungle itself is changing into an impassable labyrinth. The Nara'Shallian Upper Council, worried for what might be the demise of the legendary home of the Primordial Gods, yet trying to conceal the temple's corruption from the people as to avoid widespread panic, have sent 3 High Priests to investigate the cause of the temple's demise, and, if be the neccesity, take a step none has ever taken before; enter the temple, and erradicate whatever might be causing the twisting of the temple's once holy grounds.
Each High Priest represents one of the Primordial Gods, and you control all 3 of them. Travel through swamps, forests, underground passages, whatever it takes to achieve your sought-out goal.

Notes: *The Nara'Shalls are ancient civilization of humans who weild powerful magic and highly trained warriors. They are mysterious in nature and their closest allies are the Shadow Elves. Special thanks to Tormentor for his help on the story,

So far I've written the main story, created a diverse and complex tech tree, and started on the level designs/themes.


Team so far:
Dr.Nitro:Project leader/Story Writer/Triggerer/Terrainer
Angel.of.Doom:Cinematic manager/Terrainer

What we need:
Modeller

Please at least be somewhat decent in your field if you join the team as I want this campaign to be as good as it possibly can.

Sicne for some reason its not letting me attach a pole tell me if:
The story is good, dont change anything.
The story is ok, change a few things.
The story sucks, scrap the idea.

im a pretty good terrainer, and if you need lets say a white citadel ask. Just made one size 256-256 and pretty detailed and good8 spent 8 hours on not much but its pretty good. Im also pretty good with ideas for the story.

Yeah I remember seeing that earlier but never actualy opened. Did you delete it? I cant find it :(

I did.
Decided not to post it there. Ive also actuelly made it bigger like I said before its more like a city then a small citadel now.

Can you send it to me? my e-mail is [email protected]
If its good enough you can join the team since me and angel arent really the best terrainers.

check it now please lol to see if im good anougth

sorry to doublr post but ok.

Check your email I resended it to you.

If the map you sent me (ultimate see city) is the same on that you showed greyarchon, then it was not bad. Too flat and lacked detail in some parts, but ill consider letting you on the team if noone better signs up.

Also dont double post, just edit your last post.

Did you get it?

and which parts were messed up?
and were did you see it the one I showed archon?

Well i couldnt open the e-mail you sent me cus it said it had a virus. Later i was looking at the pandaren campaign by greyarchon and a guy with the same display icon submitted terrain samples, and one of them was the ultimate see city, the same map you sent me, so i assumed it was you. Here the link to the maps.

http://www.freewebs.com/silverforge/

Oh and delete the repost please.

Argh you found me :(

87 views and only 1 person responded? Come on people, I'd really appreciate your input on the story.

Here is my sincere review of the story:

The names you use (Nara'Shall, Lokashatar, and so forth) are very good, however all that bugs me is the actual mission of your heroes. Yes; I know it's hard to find original plotlines, but try to turn away from 'we-must-find-a-mythical-relic'. I hope I don't sound too snobby or presumptuous; it isn't at all my intention, as I as well am not much of the writer :).

What I suggest would be something along the lines of:

On the great and vast continent of Archanor, lives a mysterious race known to many as the Nara'Shall*. These people were firm believers of the Primoridial Gods. They believed that when these gods (Lokashatar, God of Earth, Ahura, God of life, and Anu'Kal, God of Sky) shaped the planet, they shaped a temple far to the east, and locked their essences inside in order to protect the planet from evil. The temple, Santhritiaer, or 'Divine Residence', was never entered, the Nara'Shall considering such act the highest of profanations.

Lately, however, strange events have been transpiring. The thick jungle that surrounds the temple has become filled with twisted animals, and, somehow, the jungle itself is changing into an impassable labyrinth. The Nara'Shallian Upper Council, worried for what might be the demise of the legendary home of the Primordial Gods, yet trying to conceal the temple's corruption from the people as to avoid widespread panic, have sent 3 High Priests to investigate the cause of the temple's demise, and, if be the neccesity, take a step none has ever taken before; enter the temple, and erradicate whatever might be causing the twisting of the temple's once holy grounds.

That's my shot at a storyline. I hope it might be of use :).

- Evil-Tormenter

http://www.freewebs.com/world-of-mystar/
http://www.freewebs.com/briefing-room/

im making up amde up worlds, or writing and im writing a story here. In the time period of Roc to TFT

ill put it here.

for maybe an idea or two possibly?


The Pact of Blood
Months after the crowning of now King Arthas or the Lich King of the Scourge has past, and in Lordaeron now controlled by Sylvanas much as gone the same as if controlled by the Scourge but the Forsaken now fight the Scourge and Alliance. In Khaz'Modan and the rest of the Kingdoms of the world only undead and few primitive beasts attacked but much layed in a time of Great War and resistant was futile but in Quel'Thalas there was a shred of hope still.

In Quel'Thalas the city was put into ruin and hordes of undead run scourging the life out of the land. But south of Silvermoon layed the untouched forests and elven forces remain battling the undead scourge. The leader of the resistant was Silvermage Qeldinn. He led assaults himself at Silvermoon forests and at the Inner Ruins. But this is not his story this is mined. My name is Heliran Moonrunner. My story started about seven months ago would a horde of undead stormed the city of Sivermoon, and as toldes.

I was walking to the gardens were a meeting was going to happen, I knew about the Scourge and how they attacked the Outter Gates but it would take about a weeks message and I knew our peoples guardians wold not fail. That's what I thought. As I got there the councilor was yelling. People of Silvermoon! We must stand ready fore we are not sure if our sisters and brethren won. I knew in myself that they must of won. One of the ones fighting in that battle was my brother. A Elf Emissary who left to help direct the Elven Guard and Ranger Corp forces. But as he spoke I began to leave to walk to the Sun Well to just feel the burst of energy from its aura of eternal magic. I heard a sound in the wind. The sound of darkness. The land itself was in pain I sensed and I saw many sensed it too. It meant something bad. The Undead Scourge won led by a former paladin of the holy order of the Silverhand. I soon began to run to a nearby Silverguard Barrack whch gave villagers weapons if in case a battle was to happen but would I got there I saw about three dozen people were there gathering armor and weapons I pushed my way to the front and dressed myself in a Swordsmen Suit. It was light thanks to the magic enchantments and runes. I began to run to the City gates. But even though the armor was light it slowed me down some and took me about a hour to get there. As I got there I saw guards were doubled what they usually were. There were tents and prebuilt buildings that the milita warriors to sleep in so I stayed her for six days but meanwhile at the Inner Gates.

Sylvanas and the Ranger Corps has set out a defense and destroyed the few ways the Undead could get across the deep river. But as to their horrors the undead were able to get across by mercenary zeppelins and undead began strking all the small villages and towns bulking their army. The undead army soon began a sea of undead clashing with the Elven Guard and Rangers. Many undead were destroyed but were replaced by the new elven undead and soon General Sylvanas ordered the retreat. The undead soon began overrunning the remnant outposts and bases and the undead in two days entered the Heart of the Eternal Realm. General Sylvanas with a group of Rangers and Guards launched a small skirmish head on with Arthas few hours later after he entered the edges of Silvermoons boundary. Her small force was slaughtered but Slyvanas escaped releading her Ranger Corps into a defense on the Elven Villages. But this left The Ranger Corp Base slim in defense and all the messengers they try to send to Quel'Thalas are killed by the Undead Gargoyle's. General Sylvanas and her elites and Elven Guard forces at the Main Base *Ranger Corp Base* was flooded with undead and Arthas the leader and former prince of the Kingdom of Lordaeron came. Sylvanas drew her bow but before she can shoot Arthas sticked his sword right threw her and took it out. She fell but she was still barely alive. She spoke. Give me a quick death. Arthas says. The least thing you deserve woman is a clean death. Sylvanas no you wouldn't. Arthas then took out his runeblade Frostmourne and mutated the was Loyal general Sylvanas into Dark Ranger Sylvanas. She now an undead abomination began to aid the undead and destroyed all of the outer defenses and small abbeys.

Back to Heliran, I waited, it was now getting late the sun was going down and it became night. Beginning to become bored, and deep within my heart new our families who defended this kingdom for centuries would return. But then the gates of northwest opened and a few elves ran in wounded. I ran to one of them who looked alright except for his helmet missing and his shield. I asked. What happened to the outer gate forces. What happened to Veltiran! He was an emissary there. Dead he said in a cold and sad voice. I drawed my sword and looked to my very horror. A undead horde was marching. It was a nightmare sight I saw. Then a archmage Leader came saying you elfs of the White Unicorn Flank come with me and prepare for battle. I realized I was a White Unicorn Flank militia elf. I soon realized I was walking out of the gate with about a hundred other warriors fallowing a archmage elf on his horse to the enemy. The scourge. As we got closer I saw that about half of the undead were once friends of mine but now the Scourges puppets of destruction. I then gripped my blade with one had and the other with my light shield and we massed in with the undead. The sounds of clashing blades was heard myself was attempting to kill a ghoul that was once a person I knew Velatar of the Priesthood I slew him down, then all of the sudden a ghoul with iron claws attached to his hand went down behind me scraping my light armor, but I moved fast enough from my skin being cut. I jumped back then turning and slicing the ghouls head and it fell. I then as the saw then the Archmage placed his staff up at the air pointing and then clouds began to form and giant ice shards came coming down hitting a mob of ndead cutting them destroying them. I saw as a swordsmen fell to the ground trying to escape from a giant under spider creature. I ran sticking my sword into its head slaying it but then my sword began to melt a bit and I just left in its head, looking around I saw that ghouls claws were I kneeled to grab them but then a short axe came coming down almost hitting in front of my face from a skeleton then all of the sudden from the side came a shield blocking it. I turned and saw it was a fellow elven militia. I grabbed the claws just in time as the shield went down and we were both open I pushed the claws into the skeleton and hitting it and watched the bones shatter. Then me and the others heard the sound of the Archmage yelling. Back to the CITY! BACK TO THE CITY! I saw the archmage and the swordsmen running back to the city then I began to run to behind us about nine feet away were the undead slow, but never tire. I saw the elf who saved my life with his shield of the sudden get shot in his back by a arrow and all of the sudden it began to rain arrows and half of the elves fell I almost was it at the shoulder but dodged a bit and escaped. The undead stop to eat the bodies or turn them into undead. I was scared and sad not knowing the elfs name who saved my life. As the gate closed I saw flying beasts. Gargoyles as I could tell with my elven sight. I knew that our dragonhawk knights were more then a match but there were about two thousand elves and there were about four thousand undead and half of our people are unarmed. I soon realized that the end has come alas for the elves of Quel'Thalas. I began to walk but then heard someone call outHeliran! I turned around and it was Priest Syvorak, A friend of mine at a Mages School I went to for a year to learn basic magics. I said. Hello Syvorak trying not to sound so gloom and sadden. He said so our end has come I guess he said in a cold voice. I looked and replied. Even the elves of Quel'Thalas cannot perfect what time has for us. Ha so were are he said in a grim voice. I said as I said even we cannot predict but I think so. Then I was about to say what are you doing in this area. Bodies began to fell. The undead forces were launching body parts of villagers at us. Blood and bones shattered the walls and armed forces and the gates bashed to pieces as giant sowed together looking beast came. A giant abomination of a brute. It charged in with hundreds of ghouls behind it. I saw about two dozen elven defenders charge but were slain in a matter of minutes. I saw Syvorak run towards the undead taking out a staff yelling something but I couldn't hear with so much noise. Then a light came out of his staff in a matter of seconds. The undead began to back away out of the door. He then sat on the ground the staff standing on its own and he began shouting words. Divine One, Show the faithful prophecy, show the loyal fruits of joy, Divine Will show that light always overcomes darkness! The light coming fro the staff glowed and the light became great and beams came all over. But then a hooded being came out of the mob of undead with a runeblade but it was not the traitor this runeblade had the symbol of Hatred and Arthas's has the symbol of Death. He pointed his sword at the priest and then came out a beam of green light with a fog like aura surrounding the beam but soon in a secont the beam became hundreds of small bolts of green and black lightning with a misty black fog surrounding it the bolts were still very seeable. The darkness broke through the beams of light and the bolts of lightning burning the faithful priest to a lifeless burnt body. I stood there as the undead saw me and began to get closer to me. Then someone not sure grabbed me and I began to run with him and then realized there were atleast a dozen of them. Archers. The one who grabbed me to get away looked at me while we were running he spoke. We must get to the Sunwell. The source of our power and immortality If they got it, it would be the doom of us all. I soon saw that half the city was in ruin and that area I was in was the only part not in rubble. I realized that I would probably die. I as we were running asked. Do you have a weapon I lost mine back there. The Archer said yes while running hands me a shaft short blade. I take it and take it out. I knew I must fight for the survival of my people here and now. But as I thought this we all fell as the ground shook and buildings began to shatter and we saw about a few dozen elfs come this way I grabbed one saying. Whats going on he said. The well has been taken and corrupted we are running to protect Silvermoon Councilor Yadune. Why I said. He has a small barrel of the eternal water he can remake a new well. I then saw the archers getting up I said in a loud voice. Ok we have to go and help the others protect Yadune. The Councilor one said. I said yes he is our hope now lets go. They got up and began running with me we rejoined the mob. We got to The Sunwells Grove River and I saw three elven warships. I saw though that about hundreds of undead already half way there and about the time we got there we went into battle. We all drew blades and charged through I noticed there was a elf wall of villagers covering Yadune. I saw as villagers died for their peoples future. After a half an hour we got on the ships and a few undead also did but we slew most of them and set sail to south Quel'Thalas. The ships were damage by undead earlier and I realized we would have to go through heavy undead controlled areas.

Two Days Later.

I got off from the ground of the ship and looked out and saw we were close the the boundrie of. I saw that the guard forces were ready to charge but as for me I knew I did not really wish to aid. The undead left many with nightmares of the beloved city of Silvermoon burning and hundreds of elfs being sloughtered. I am included. I remember seeing the Loyal Priest of the light being burnt by the death coil the Death Knight shot. I thought about all of these things until I reallized we stopped and all the elves were getting into the boats and getting off the ship. I joined a group of Sorcerors in one boat and began to row towards the land. As we got closer I saw the trees were burtn and the grass dead and there were many small fires going on. I thought, So this is the nightmare path we will take. As got to the bech the elves began to get off I included, and begin running in the bushy woods. Yadune the silvermoon councilor was surrounded by at least thirty swordsmen and ten archers and some priests and sorcerors. I though was fallowing a veteran looking sorceror and we walked south through the edge of the woods to try and avoid the Scourge or our fallen brethern, and we about what I estimated got near were the outter gate would be and I thought we might escape but then from the forest came trolls. We all almost instantly gripped our bows and swords but the trolls ran right past us as if they did not see us. I myself looked puzzled wondering what the but then the veteran looking Sorceror yelled. The trolls are running from undead! Prepare yourself men and women! All the archers aimed at the dark forest and began to shoot me and the swordsmen and guardsmen waited until they were in sight. But then The Councilor Yadune said in a scared voice. Swordsmen and archers go i the forest and save me! the archers nd swordsmen having to obey his orders got ready. The archers put their bows onn their backes and took out their short swords and the swordsmen took out their blades and began the charge in the woods. They ran and ran until the guards and villagers could not see them but then we heard about five minutes later screams. Yadunes Face filled with fear yelled. Run! Run north fools! We all began to run I saw that seven guardsmen stood there still prepared to give us more time. But then hundreds of zombies swarmed around them and the guardsmen disappeared from view. We lost the zombies and began to stop running and walk for a few minutes. But then someone began to tap my shoulder. I looked to my side, it was a sorceror by the look a junior sorceror. Do you think we will make it he said in a scared voice. I said, of course we will. We are the highborn after all. yeah yss yes he said in a scared voice still. I looked up the sky while walking and saw a twlight like shade. This meant that a runestone was close. I looked around everyone stop walking so did I. Yadune the Councilor spoke. Elves if we are to abandon our homeland let us take a piece of it with us. What do you mean said the Veteran Sorceror. Lets take a runestone block with us to use for a rebuilding of a new Quel'Thalas. I began to think how will be we live and how im so hungry. Wait I thought I have never felt this feeling before it was strange I began to tire and so did the thers I saw. I reallized the Sunwell was destroyed and that we might die without some sort of magic to feed us. We must get the Runestone to at ease our hunger for magic. How well it help said a guardsmen. The aura is magical it self and the magic aura of the Sunwell is what kept us alive the Runestone yet less powerful and provide us a means of survival. Then let us get it then said the Veteran Sorceror. We began to walk in the forest. This part of the forest was barely plagued and there was still life. After an hour of walking we found the runestone. The elven villagers looked. We need a way to bring this with us or the energy. three villlagers came up. We can break the stone and mold rings. Do so then Yadune said not in a very loud voice though. They began to work and after about five hours they made two rings for all of us. We all began to walk but some elves and small wagons caring blockes of the runestone to use for later. We continued to walk for hours with no rest and few of our people were injured. But after two days of walking straight we saw a ripped banner of lordaeron. We all began to run and walk and after a few days in the fields and ruin villages of Lordaeron found a small village called Seadust Village. We purchased a ship for a piece of the runestone, and we began to sail east. To Kalimador? Who knows.

Nice advice Tormenter, I think I'll use that storyline instead :D And wow thats alot of writing Okmaora. I'll read it later, I dont have the patience too right now.

EDIT: Although I do appreciete your input Okanaora, this post is rather useless as its situated(correct spelling?) in the warcraft universe while mine is not. Maybe posting this somewhere else will be of greater use.