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[Recruitment] Bermudaes Survivors Event Log

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When the world of Azeroth was being reformed anew, the Titans sought to populate the world with all manners of beasts.

To this end, they created the Evolution Basins, great pits and installations who's purpose was to shape life carefully into forms to be spread across the planet.

Two of these are very well known, Un'goro Crater and Sholazar Basin... but are they the only ones? Are they even the greatest example...?

 

The following is an event log for the Bermudaes Spire phase and presently progressed storyline for phase 285. Players are welcome to come participate and join in, though phase slots are limited at any given point in time due to present staff limitation.

 

New Arrivals

A number of individuals found themselves inside the great jungle, surrounded by twisted broken refuse from dozens of different cultures - some recent, some ancient. Most had arrived through varying methods, a teleportation failure or crashed ship. With practically no idea as to how they got here they only had one acquaintance who both had information they needed and had difficulty imparting it.

Budd Nedreck, adventurer extraordinaire and part-time troll, had found himself lost there months ago. He told the newcomers a rambling tale about Sparklers and Zapraptors and dangerous Sours - but what caught their attentions the most was the information he gave them about a tribe of trolls he had integrated with who had been in this place for thousands of years. He had left this tribe to hang around the refuse pit because he was waiting for Adarrah whom he presumed would find him eventually.

Interested in the idea of a tribe of trolls who might know better what was going on, they sought to get directions from him - though Budd wasn't too much help. Even still, with the assistance of a troll fetish (or 'kink' as he had called it) to ward away animals, they found their way to the tunnel that led to the forested biome where presumably there would be someone who could help them understand what they had gotten into.

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5 minutes ago, Haziz said:

stealing my story i see

Begone thot back to the hell that spawned you.

 

 

JK but how is this stealing anything in any capacity, might I inquire?


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Neutroll Here

As the group left the tunnel they found themselves looking at a vast spire that climbed towards the heavens, pouring titan-blessed waters into a lake that rippled before them... but they were not alone. Watching them from the trees was a native - a hunter and explorer of sorts - who ended up approaching the slightly-lost and wandering group.

He identified himself as Ukko Jarak and greeted the racially varied group with an enthusiasm unusual for isolated trollish peoples. Through talking with the young troll scout they discovered that his people had a prophecy concerning outsiders that made them far more open to new arrivals. Though they still held a certain degree of caution, their xenophobia was significantly less than others of their kind - and Ukko was a prime example of this.

He showed interest in who they were and a bit of where they were from, being one who grew up in the Spire he fantasizes about leaving one day and traveling the world. He explained that the tribe had lived there for thousands of years, and were trapped because the only way to escape was to be let go by an entity he described as "The One Who Watches from the Forest of Gold And Silver", an ancient legend and prophecy of his people passed down for centuries.

He gave them more direct information about where they were, being a great spire of living things created by the Maker, and offered to guide them to see the Mystic Old Zin'Tuja so he could tell them in better detail the Prophecy of the Jucha Tribe.

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its ok derpy likes to steal weed from me, its a daily thing i assure u

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The Prophecy of the Jucha

When Ukko brought them to the Mystic, they were greeted and their questions answered. They were told of the Prophecy that had been handed down for many generations, from their Prophet - which was the first child born to the trollish ancestors who found themselves crashed on the island when their war canoe ran aground of it many thousands of years ago. Over the years since, on occasion new trolls arrive from different tribes and in different ways, and have integrated into a mixing ground of trollish heritages in one tribe - blended together after so long.

The prophecy described a promise from the Prophet that one day his people would be freed.

Deep within the earth of the spire was a door, crafted by the Makers - called the Door Of The Sky. It was locked from all except servants of the Makers. The Prophet said one day an outsider would come, a chosen one who had bones of the Maker bound in the flesh and could open the door so they could climb the Spire to the Forest of Silver and Gold and make the One Who Watches release them from their prison.

Since the prophecy's speaking, complications have arisen for the Jucha Tribe... an ancient nemesis, known as the Chu'shadra to the tribe - or Spider-people - claimed the underground cavern for their own. They stole the waterfall that had gone to the marshlands, turning it into the desert. With the titan-blessed lifegiving waters, they cultivated the cavern into a dark paradise for their kind and populated it in plenty. They raided and harassed the Jucha Tribe, forcing them to abandon some of their village hundreds of years ago. Worst of all, their twisted hive blocks the Door To The Sky, making it impossible to get past the highly aggressive and dangerous Aqir who have little interest in leaving themselves.

Many outsiders in the years that followed, so desperate to return to the lives that they once had, threw themselves at the Chu'shadra - as well as many skirmishes from the trolls themselves - however they failed to defeat the entrenched nerubian swarms and died one by one. In the present day, the Jucha Village acts as a bulwark preventing the nerubians from escaping their underground lair and claiming the rest of the Forest.

Ukko, however, has hope for the future and inspired the newest arrivals to seek to form a village of their own in the jungle biomes in order to gather outsiders and band them into a single cause. Once they were well-armed and more numerous, they could join with the troll village and combat the monstrous hordes of nerubians below.

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Ranging The Wilds

Interested in surveying the once-marshlands-now-desert, the group asked Ukko to lead them out. A pair of dwarves that had joined the group showed specific interest in the titanic structures that dotted the landscape. Ukko was happy to show them around, as their guide, and brought them to the nearest titanic structure - a ruined column structure in the Forest which the Jucha Tribe had taken to using ritualistically.

While there, another group that had arrived sought to end the adventure of this group by assassinating Ukko. One struck him in the back with a crossbow's bolt, through his heart and he collapsed to the ground. The group he was guiding was appalled, and though they raised alarms and informed the village - those who were tending to the young troll were surprised to find him getting back up on his feet again! The healing he had received helped him significantly, however the arrivals came to learn that the long millenia that the trolls had been in the Spires had changed them as well. Just as some of the wildlife had evolved to peculiar forms, the trolls of the Jucha Tribe had been affected by the life-filled waters, giving them superior regenerative abilities and multiple redundant organs. The unexpected information made the quickly planned assassination a failure, and the assailants slipped away into the wilds.

Though he was weakened by the damage to one of his hearts, Ukko was bolstered enough by the healing that he walked it off - literally - still opting to lead them to the Desert. He helped guide them back to the refuse pile where they met up with Budd and told them the situation - as well as brought him lunch from a trolless named Tukka who had shown some level of fancy to the self-identified Troll. He didn't notice the gesture, but still gladly accepted the food and the group traveled on - bolstered by a new gnomish arrival to the group.

They began to weave their way up the long tunnel that led to the desert biome, to bear witness to the waterfall that crashed into a deep dark pit - covered in thick ropy spiderwebs that diverted the flows into a rough-hewn chasm... there, however, they found someone they didn't expect to - Adarrah, who had been out in the desert eating scorpions for about a week or so, having chased after her lost friend Budd and her ship run aground. She and her companions - also lost now - had been searching for Budd who had left their ship one night in a dinghy convinced he saw land through the thick fog they had traveled that nobody else could see. Unexpectedly, however... he was right.

She asked and got help from the party in being taken back to Budd, so she could help take care of him. They escorted the woman back to the refuse pile, and the party decided that it would be best to set up there - the most common arrival location of new individuals, as well as the junk's semi-magical nature dissuading most of the wandering predators. Progress towards an eventual freedom... had begun.

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