Post by ACADMIN on Feb 9, 2012 20:27:33 GMT -5
WE NEED EVERYTHING!!!! Site errors forced us to move to a new forum; starting from scratch, so we lost all hopes of getting long lost members to come back to the site, but as of this past december the site is now 5 years old!!!
The Story
In the late middle ages, a castle was forged by hundreds of thousands of slaves, owned by the ruler of a warrior sect in the mountains of Bulgaria. This warrior king called this castle Boendrugar [bone-JROO-garr], meaning �a fallen comrade�. The king was obsessed with eternal life, for his kingdom was the most powerful sect in all the Balkan region. Therefore, he practiced alchemy in the underground dungeons of his mighty stone fortress. He concocted various potions and stews, all containing mystical properties, but none gave the king the immortality he wished for. He tossed his failed formulas into the soil surrounding the castle, the only things on his mind the misery of his impending old age, and the reaper who followed close behind. However, this mythical waste product was not completely harmless to the ecosystem. Plants and animals which ingested the potions mutated into abnormal beings- in some cases, ungodly. The formulas not only created mystic beings, but attracted them from elsewhere as well, until Boendrugar became some sort of a safe haven for mythical beasts and beings. This went on for long after the king died [he never did create his immortality serum], through an entire millennium, until the current year, 2008. Boendrugar is now a boarding school, with a population of humans, weres, vampires, shape-shifters, and other beings to whom going to school in a Balkan mountain range is appealing. A herd of horses, whose ancestors thrived on their very territory since the days of the warrior king, also inhabits the Boendrugar grounds. This race of horses, after consuming the king's concoctions, retains the ability to shape-shift into human form when they reach puberty. In their equine form, these equines are the guardians of Boendrugar and its surrounding terrains. Some actually attend school in the castle in their human forms. But whomever [and whatever] you are, Boendrugar is no ordinary castle in the mountains. Beware! Some of the equine feel they are being cheated and refuse to live as guardian, but to kill all who oppose them.
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The Story
In the late middle ages, a castle was forged by hundreds of thousands of slaves, owned by the ruler of a warrior sect in the mountains of Bulgaria. This warrior king called this castle Boendrugar [bone-JROO-garr], meaning �a fallen comrade�. The king was obsessed with eternal life, for his kingdom was the most powerful sect in all the Balkan region. Therefore, he practiced alchemy in the underground dungeons of his mighty stone fortress. He concocted various potions and stews, all containing mystical properties, but none gave the king the immortality he wished for. He tossed his failed formulas into the soil surrounding the castle, the only things on his mind the misery of his impending old age, and the reaper who followed close behind. However, this mythical waste product was not completely harmless to the ecosystem. Plants and animals which ingested the potions mutated into abnormal beings- in some cases, ungodly. The formulas not only created mystic beings, but attracted them from elsewhere as well, until Boendrugar became some sort of a safe haven for mythical beasts and beings. This went on for long after the king died [he never did create his immortality serum], through an entire millennium, until the current year, 2008. Boendrugar is now a boarding school, with a population of humans, weres, vampires, shape-shifters, and other beings to whom going to school in a Balkan mountain range is appealing. A herd of horses, whose ancestors thrived on their very territory since the days of the warrior king, also inhabits the Boendrugar grounds. This race of horses, after consuming the king's concoctions, retains the ability to shape-shift into human form when they reach puberty. In their equine form, these equines are the guardians of Boendrugar and its surrounding terrains. Some actually attend school in the castle in their human forms. But whomever [and whatever] you are, Boendrugar is no ordinary castle in the mountains. Beware! Some of the equine feel they are being cheated and refuse to live as guardian, but to kill all who oppose them.
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Comes and join us at our re-opening! Humans, Equines, Were's, Hybirds, Angels, shifters, ECT.! Land is looking to be claimed! Please drop by!!!