I would really like to hear about where the monsters of tradu came from if anyone has any tales to tell.
Tradu mines is one of the many remnants and experiments leftover by an ancient civilizations. The name of the one who owed and started the mine was lost due to time. He used the mines to disguised his sick and twisted experiments on his own people. The only identifications anyone could find are the rings wore by the Essa Lord, A.K.A. The third world boss.
Essa Lord is assumed to be the re-animation of the owner of the Tradu mines. He is extremely powerful and seems to be immortal. He can be summoned by brave adventurers whom has gathered some relic pieced in hopes of finding riches upon defeating this immensely powerful being.
As many adventurers know, Tradu mines are actually some kind of lab. There were no found records of anything about this place except itâs name and location.
Researchers have a theory that each individual dungeons within the gloomy cave were actually cages. Cages that were and still are containing experiments. The Essa Lord had eight major experiments, two contained within each cage. These experiments are most likely tested for their immortality. No matter how many times they have been killed, they will always come back, just like the Essa Lord himself. These experiments are so powerful, they corrupts every wild life they come in contact with. The cages were made to contain these powerful experiments but not the wild life that resides within the Orbus world. The wild life that were in direct contact with these experiments became whatâs known as aberrations to the adventurers whom are brave enough to venture deep inside the Tradu Mines or the no manâs land known as the wilds.
Some predict that these aberrations are the reason how the old civilization fell along with the Tradu Mines itself. These monsters are so toxic, they can corrupt the lesser wild life around them and form packs. These packs of corrupted monsters escaped the mines at some point in time and dominated almost entirety of the world.
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Let the origin stories of the olden days and how things have become fly!
Another prompt can be the origin of the four new classes and anything unfamiliar about current terrain vs before.
â The Origin of the Shaman
I heard, in the olden days, back when other towns even larger than Highsteppe existed, back when flying sand and falling snow were not considered imaginations of childrenâs stories, there was once a country overrun by an invasive species of flower. During this fabled time, only three respectable classes existed: warrior, ranger, musketeer. A secret class among their ranks, the Runemage, was taboo and blamed for many problems, including for the overwhelming flowers that overtook an entire country so that citizens were stranded on mountaintops. As the seams of the-before-time world fell apart, as the mythical nightmarish creatures such as Mi-go kelpies and Leshaks roamed within Highsteppe itself, a runemage deserted the Guild City battle upon realizing the world was becoming visually and physically warped. Whilst others fiercely fought to protect towns and civilizations, this crazed runemage was desperate to save the deadly and invasive nightmare flowers along with the unique Lamavoran trees. Monsters beyond description, reality itself twisting and breaking the mountains, despite the runemageâs tireless efforts, Lamavora was becoming lost to Täella-Bruha. Feeling broken, shrieking, in a mixture of end-of-rope tantrum and desperation, the runemage broke her already battle-damaged wand (nature of wisdom and silence??) into pieces and threw them down at her feet. The individual fragments at her feet began to glow, and orbs with the power of the lost nature, rose in the form of fire as the spirit of the defiant burning forest, of lightning as the spirit of the once deafening/overbearing/untameable thunder storms, of melted earth as the spirit of the proud desert, of ice as the spirit of the harsh snowy lands, of hex turning all around into frogs as the spirit of the spiteful jungle (cough frog healers cough), of shield as the spirit of the sacred deciduous forest the powerful runic wargs called home, and of stun as the spirit of vengeance of the lost nightmare flowers, which in their prime would trap passersby in an endless circle of death without being able to move from that spot, to live and be promptly killed where one stood without time to react. Guided by instinct and still mid desperate tantrum, having shed the civility and cunning scholarly disposition of runemage into something nearly feral, raging with the power of Täella-Osoâs nature that refused to die in vain, she began to hurl the orbs and totems with reckless abandon. Even the spirits of ferocious wildlife were summoned back to this plane to battle, avenging their own deaths to fight alongside the humans.
Some say this is how patches of nightmare flowers were saved but why Lamavora is so barren, if you believe it was ever actually covered in flowers, and that proximity to Lamavora is why flowers were saved but desert and snow lands still lost, pretending those were ever real. Some say this is how the exquisite plant life and ârock activityâ came to be a thing in the Wastelands, if you donât think they were always naturally like that. Some say thatâs why animals do not ever attack humans first anymore, as if any of us could believe a deer starting a fight, ppffft.
I wonder where the other classes came from during the tireless battles defending the realm when all seemed lost. Hear anything?
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His name was Rupert⌠was⌠Before he garnered too much power. Before everything went to hell.
Like the rest of us, he was trained by Bart to be a simple Guardian. With how quickly he took to spellcasting though, we all knew he was going to be something special. However, when the war broke out against Bishop Roma, Rupert took an alternate path. We all fought, some of us with the Knights, some of us with the Order. Rupert? He took his own side. He went to Tradu. Alone.
Nobody knows for sure what happened to him there. He was still there when the Essence broke loose. All we know is that when he came back, he was different. He no longer needed to wield a wand to cast his magic; he had become something else entirely. He was able to call magic from the very Essence itself, and form it into Fire, Lightning, Lava, and Shielding magic. He could take those wands that we used to channel magic, and plant them in the ground to pull powerful magics from Patreyal itself.
Due to the change from the Essence, the Runemages were having trouble spreading curses from one monster to another. Whereas before these wizards could single-handedly destroy hordes of groups, they now struggled. Rupert, though⌠This is where he excelled. Watching him as he walked, godlike, through wave after wave of monster, calling lightning to strike entire groups down at a time, was a sight to behold.
Last we heard, he was headed to Guild City to prevent the total destruction of the place. It was his will, and his will alone that prevented whatever happened there to spread to Highsteppe. From what we can tell based on clues left behind, while containing the destruction to Guild City, he unleashed so much power that he transcended the physical realm. Rupert has shed his mortal form, and roams the astral plane as a spectral wolf. He now only materializes to those Shamans he deems worthy⌠So next time you see this all powerful being, thank him. Thank him well. For it is only because of Rupert that Highsteppe still stands.
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Why do you have to hurt me with that curse spread.
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People have asked who the musketeers ruperts are and I came up with this.
The Elder Musketeer.
No one knows his real name. He used to roam the forest as a spirt; a wendigo like creature, skin and bones, yet half the size of a tree. He could kill 10 warriors in a single gunshot. According to locals he went there in search of elk skin as a human. A wild storm from the Necropolar had broken loose and trapped the musketeer there. After several days of hunger, he tried grinding up the orbs into powder to use the magic to heal himself. Instead, he destroyed himself. After the war, he disappeared. No one has seen him since. His depleted renew orb was found shortly before the war. Most say it was destroyed. A few that ended up going nuts and dying in the sorrows cave said that they had found it under an elks corpse. Recently scavs have been running into the tavern, going on about seeing a large elk like creature roaming around destroying the overgrown trees. The depleted lifewell orb still remains a mystery. Maybe it is a relic or a memory of the musketeer. Some say it serves as a sign of hope, others say itâs a sign of evil. Maybe one day, a worthy musketeer will find the truth.
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Itâs curious that the same time Rupert came to be, Riley stopped being heard from.
Coincidence? Oh, I donât think so.
We all know Riley and Robert are siblings. My theory is that Robert felt that Riley was momâs favorite, and something had to be done. In an ancient ritual of Essa magic, Robert attempted to banish Riley from his normal human form, and turn him into some kind of animal. However, something went wrong! Instead of banishing Riley, he instead pushed him further into the sole project that he poured his heart and soul into. Riley was now trapped in this game, OrbusVR.
But no, that was not all! Part of the ritual worked, and Riley was now trapped in the form of a wolf. What kind of wolf? A spectral wolf, of course.
He now now watches over all of Patraeyl, and protects those Shamans who are wise enough to call him.
Evidence:
Riley
Robert
Rupert
Checkmate. Weâre on to you, Robert.
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Interesting⌠Except this contradicts Rupert facts 4 and 12:
- We havenât seen Riley since soon after Reborn launch. This coincides exactly to when Rupert was first summoned and shown to be immensely powerful.
What happened is that Riley found how powerful Rupert was, and discovered that he was too much for the world to handle. He tried to delete Rupert, but for some reason it was impossible. Rupert had actually transcended space and time and become reality, not virtual. Rupert and Riley fought it out, and Riley lost. This is why Riley doesnât exist anymore. Rupert now roams free in the world.
- (CLASSIFIED RUPERT FACT)
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Interesting points, but on the second one,
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Wary travellers should always be cautious of bridges, especially at night. Not the bridge itself, but what resides under the bridge. The stone-troll race lives under our feet, ever known but always elusive. Carnivorous, earthen-clad beasts who, when exposed to sunlight, turn to stone, only to be found with their final expression of life on their face. Those who have stumbled on to a bridge in the dead of night have never been seen again, but have been heard, screaming in agony. So all of you wary travellers who do hear the rumbling of stone and earth while crossing a bridge, donât have second thoughts, donât disregard it as your imagination⌠run.
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