Decades ago, on a primitive planet, there was born a special being. A being that the natives worshipped as their ‘’Messiah’’, a messenger of their God, Harruun, a Benevolent yet not so nice god who’s rampant powers destroyed countless worlds, This world being one of rare few whom Harruun’s powers did not destroy.
The natives of this world, called the Maharii were peaceful, their elders dabbing into the arcane, some of them transcending into immortality, the elders of their people were the ones who listened to the words of their ‘’Messiah’’, long did the messenger of Harruun lead the natives down a prosperous path, achieving heightened life and mastery over their home.
But the peace would not last, for they were assaulted by an interstellar empire, hellbent on taking and using the mysterious powers that caused the natives to prosper without much in the case of technology, being in an era most consider ‘’medieval’’ but without war and any fortified structures.
The Maharii were never prepared for a technologically superior species, they were unprepared for war and conflict, day after day, the Maharii were driven away, millions slaughtered as the invading empire ransacked their lands, seeking what gave them their arcane longevity.
The Maharii were in danger, their land was being burned, cleansed by the alien invaders, every time the Maharii fought back, the invaders captured them, then tortured them until they died.
The Maharii were scared and few, they ran to their last safe haven, the sanctuary, a massive temple in which their Messiah and elders live and meditate, They begged their Messiah for help, they were scared to fight, fighting was so alien to them, living in peace and prosperity.
And their messiah prayed to Harruun, in his rage for his favourite followers being slaughtered, Harruun shielded the temple of the Maharii, then covered the planet in dangerous storms, raining fire and ash, turning the planet into a desolate desert world, the only trace of what had previously been there being the temple and its inhabitants…
Rumours say that the palace was cursed, enchanted into the mirror realm, it’s future and past combining into a mirrored land, all that’s sorrowed, all that’s about to happen, all that’s happened. It has all formed together.
Now the temple is a hallowed maze, a mirror of itself, a gateway into time.
Perhaps something of value can be found?
Perhaps an item of grandeur spectacle and arcane power? (who knows?maybe you’re lucky…)
Only those who explore it will find out.
This event Is character based, and also groundbased, the power of what you’re bringing in will result in a suitable challenge should you encounter a combat scenario. That being said, do not bring anything capable of one shotting EVERYTHING or something along the lines unless you want to have your ass be krumped with plot armour, powerful entities are allowed though so gustav may bring his inquisitor should he wish.
(this is my first event so be nice :3 )