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Xander Carinus

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Experienced Smaug Builders Needed for LARGE project
« on: July 20, 2018, 4:59 PM »
Seeking experienced Smaug OLC builders for a very large project.  Carinus is a very ambitious game, developed from the ground up using a heavily modified smaug base.  Those with experience with smaug building are needed to head the building team and train new builders in the ways of room/mob/object creation and programming.

We have a team of 11 as of now, including myself.
2 - coders
5 - writers
4 - newbie builders (non experienced --one of which is very capable and learning)


The lore is being developed from year 0 (creation) and plans to be as in-depth as the Elder Scrolls series.  The scale of the game aims to become that size as well.  So, those serious about building, active, and willing to bring to life numerous areas to populate the world are highly sought.

Join our discord at https://discord.gg/dXa3QWS to get started on the journey.


« Last Edit: July 20, 2018, 5:05 PM by Xander Carinus »
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« Reply #1 on: July 20, 2018, 4:59 PM »
The Creation of Carinus:

In the beginning, there was only the Void, and Veil, alone together. The Void was forever expanding in all directions; in it drifted Veil, filled with love, searching always for someone or something with which to share. Many times she called out to the void, wishing only for a response, but finding none. For the Void knew nothing of love; it knew only darkness and cold across its vast, empty expanse. And thus did Veil fall into a great and terrible slumber, marked only by dreams of despair.

She awoke some time later to find the Void was no longer with her; expanding so far that even her great vision could no longer see its edges. She cried out, at first in frustration but then also in pain; for something beneath her foot was causing her great discomfort.

Reaching down to find the source of it, Veil pried loose a stone from within her sandal. It was a world. A pebble in her eyes, perhaps, but a world nonetheless. She carefully lifted the world and gazed upon it closely, looking for anything or anyone upon its surface. Alas, the stone was as cold and as dark as the Void itself, and nothing lived upon it. But to Veil, it was a glimmer of hope.

And so she decided to take this world and make it her own; if the Void would not or could not furnish her with someone to love, she would provide it herself. She called this new world Carinus, and leaned in closely to give it a kiss. “Live, Carinus,” She said. And her breath descended upon the world and filled the sky with wind, providing any who arose upon its surface with life giving air.
But breath alone was not enough to bring life to Carinus. So Veil created aspects of herself to assist in the task - fragments of the whole, each with a sliver of Veil’s infinite power to aid them in their tasks. She called them her children, and they numbered five. And as each child was born, she revealed to them the nature of her vision.

The first of Veil’s children was Una, being possessed of great strength and unlimited courage. She looked down upon Carinus and declared, “no wonder this world is bereft of life - it is nothing but a featureless orb in the dark! I will mold it into something more interesting to behold.”

And so she set upon it with all her might, raining blow after blow upon the surface of Carinus - blows so strong, great peaks and troughs were left in their wake. And the rocks fell to dust and formed great clouds of ash in the sky, and the surface cracked and revealed molten lava, cascading forth from great volcanoes. Thus did light first fall upon the world.

When Una finished, she looked down upon her work, and was pleased.
Second to spring forth was Ekeyar, full of compassion and tinged with sorrow. He saw the world that Una had wrought, with its razor sharp mountains, shadow-filled valleys and great gouts of fire soaring into the sky, and wept; for in his eyes Carinus was dim and foreboding and deadly. And his tears fell upon the ashen clouds and became rain; quenching the fiery volcanoes, dulling the mountains’ edges and filling the many scars and basins with water, forming oceans and lakes and rivers.

As Ekeyar wept, Fadarus appeared, third of Veil’s children and keeper of all knowledge. He placed his hand upon Ekeyar’s shoulder and said, “be still, brother - for you will drown the world before we have had a chance to finish it.”

He then turned to Una and said, “Your works are crude and unrefined, sister. I see I will have to fix them for you.” Una scowled.

Fadarus only smiled in response. Cupping his hand over a now smouldering volcano, he captured some of its heat and light and used it create the sun, which would shine down upon the world with great brightness, hot enough to warm the ground beneath one’s feet without risk of being burned.

Una scoffed at him. “Aha, brother - your work is flawed. Your sun only lights up half the world. The other half remains covered by darkness. Whomever shall arise here will live half their lives in fear.”

“I am not finished yet, sister.” responded Fadarus. And with that he plunged his hand into the deepest ocean and plucked out a stone of purest alabaster. He polished it between his fingers until it was smooth and round, placing it opposite the sun, where it reflected the light down upon the darkened half.

And he called it the moon, and in that way those who arose on Carinus could travel by its light without fear.
Finally, Fadarus selected portions of his wisdom and secreted them away in hidden places throughout the world, so that those who arose would find them and let their curiosity drive them to discover great things. And in time become they would become masters of the world around them.

And when he was done, he smiled a knowing smile.

The fourth of Veil’s children was Semir, full of joy and mirth. Yet when the others called to him to lend his hand in their creation, he denied them; for Semir was fickle and did not want to labour. He wished only to dance and frolic and play. Again they called out to him, “Join us, brother - for we are creating a world.” And again he denied them. And he called them fools and hid himself from their eyes in the shadow of a mountain, and would not speak with them again.

So the gods turned instead to Aaris, Veil’s fifth and final child. Of all of them, Aaris was the most beautiful, the most graceful, the most perfect. She looked down upon the world and saw the earth and sky, fire and water, light and dark - and knew that at last, it was ready to hold life.

So she plucked a small blossom from her hair, and laid it upon the earth and it took root. And from it sprang forth all the flowers and trees and grasses of the world, covering it in a blanket of greenery and life. Thus were formed the forests and fields of Carinus.

Then she took a single thorned rose and allowed it to pierce her finger, and a single drop of blood took form. The droplet fell upon the earth and was absorbed by it. And from it sprang forth all the animals on the lands and birds in the sky and fish in the seas.

And all of her creations were beautiful to look at, so that whomever arose here would see them and be moved to create works of art and poetry and music which would venerate the gods and be pleasing to her.
Then the four children of Veil looked to their mother, who saw what they had wrought and was pleased. She reached forth and gently laid her hand upon Carinus. And wherever her fingers touched the earth, mortals arose. Humans, they were called; fragile and afraid and naked.

“Do not be afraid,” she said unto them, “for you are my creation. My children and I will be your shepherds and your guardians. We will provide you with the means for food and shelter and clothing. And in return you will worship us, for we are your gods.”

And the Humans looked at the world around them, and rejoiced, for it was one of beauty and bounty. And they thanked Veil and her children for the gift of life, and did worship them as gods.

Semir, having seen the fruit of the others’ labours, and heard the praise and worship heaped upon them by the mortal Humans, grew jealous and angry. His heart hardened and his mind turned to thoughts of trickery and revenge.

That next night, the gods slept, as they were tired after their many labours. And during their slumber, Semir crept out among the dark and shadows, intent to add his own mark to the world.

He flew into the sky and teased the winds, so that they would chase him. And in their angry wake came all manner of storms, with the power to freeze and flood, and the Humans’ crops did fail.

Then Semir burrowed to the depths of the earth and shouted at it, so that it bellowed and shook in response, causing earthquakes, and the Humans’ dwellings crashed to the ground.
Afterwards, he whispered into the ears of the beasts and the birds and the fish, so that many were driven to fits of madness, growing sharp teeth and claws and filled with an unending thirst for the flesh of others. And they hunted the Humans, who grew fearful of the world around them.

All the while Semir laughed and sang, for never had he had such fun.

The next day the gods awoke to find the world in turmoil. Mighty storms ravaged the skies and churned the seas; terrible earthquakes shook the land and fearsome beasts thirsted after the blood of their kin. And the Humans cowered in the ruins of their dwellings and would not come out.

So Veil went to them and asked, “What has happened? Why do you cower in fear?”

And the Humans replied, “We fear because the sky and the earth have turned against us, and we are hunted by the beasts of the world. We fear because these are your creations. Why have you forsaken us?”

And the Humans grew angry, and demanded the gods leave them be, for they had no more love for them.

Veil’s children railed against their demands, protesting that without them, they would not even exist and thus should count themselves blessed to even know fear.

But Veil, in her infinite compassion and love for her creation, could not go against their wishes. So she laid one final blessing upon the Humans - that of free will. Henceforth, each man and woman and child could pursue their mortal lives as they saw fit, choosing for themselves to revere or ignore the gods.

Veil’s children chafed at this gift, for they were prideful and thought all should worship them with zeal. And thus the gods’ hearts were hardened, and ruled over the Humans not with care, but out of spite, and their aspects became twisted and bent.
Una, once the paragon of strength and courage, now became fixed upon the violence of battle, taking up the mantle of the Goddess of War.

Ekeyar fell into a deep despair, and his love for the world turned ashen and grey, and he became obsessed with death.

Fadarus, knowing what was to come, did not punish the Humans but instead closed himself off to his brothers and sisters, focusing only on furthering his own wealth of knowledge.

Semir revelled in the chaos he had sown, becoming the lord of mischief and discord.

And finally Aaris, disgusted with the now ugliness of her creations, gazed deep into her mirror, growing vain and cold and full of conceit.

Only Veil remained unchanged; her love for all things untarnished. Still, she did not know what to do and fell silent.

And thus the world became what it is - filled with love and hate, peace and violence; but always without harmony.
If killing them with kindness doesn't work, a sword works pretty well.