Ysmir, ancient God of Light
Now cast down by the People, as the Dead and Dark
, Harbringer of the Damned.
Ysmir, once the peaceful and kindhearted King of the Heavens, became corrupt. His own hubris blinded him, and he started torturing his people, his Followers. They brought kindness for the Land, bringing joy and help wherever they traveled. He appeard to them, corrupted them as easy as the wink of his Black Eye, his first part corrupted, and last part redeemed. They corrupt, brought hatred and terrorized the land, eventually retreating to the darkest and deepest depths of the land. They chant to their leader, summon him, feed him the souls of the helpless and poor hearted. His servants monsters with a thorn in their sides, full of rage and evil to spread.
In a prophecy, it said he was the one to lead joy and help to the people in the End. Many people brush him off as a legend. Little do they know he exists, and is gaining power. The Eye, they say is the source of his power, and evil. Cut off the head of the snake, and the body just withers.
It revolves around Him. Their chants, the songs they summon him. Their Green Fire beckons to all, light and dark, whoever tempted into their caves, lose their life, and are forced to be His slave. Their slave, and they've collected many. Enemies to all, they don't hesitate, and they will kill. They're mutated, underground, they're blue, ugly, and without the senses. Only Eyesight, with their eye centered in the head, as black as the Night. If you cross them and live, prey to your god, you've survived the Bane of Aceon and His Followers themselves.
Fierce, mutated and ugly. The Eye black, they live on, unknown if generations follow. They're equals in mind, but they differ in spirits. The stronger the spirit the more active in the Cult. They worship to Ysmir, and they chant to him, summon him, and feed him souls. They live in the darkest depths of the Ground. In caves illuminated by Green Fire, and the caves linger with the smell of Death and Hate.
With mutated needs, and mutated body, they are tall, and shriveled. They are fast, and often go naked, in a loincloth, or their chanters in black cloaks, ripped from the rocks and rough ground of their habitat.OOC
: This is just an idea, if anyone wants to take this and make a faction of it, go ahead. But I plan on making an Event concerning Ysmir and his Followers, so want to get a headstart on my work? GO AHEAD. I APPROVE. As long as I think it's si- Exactly lore-like to this.http://www.youtube.com/v/67jr2tmyr1M&autoplay=1