Post by Solari on Jan 14, 2015 9:08:31 GMT -5
They have known the seductive tantalization of strife, endured the savage throes of war, embraced the calamity wrought by a hand of sufferance. They have grown accustomed to pain, misery and morose despair. Within this realm of moral depravity only the strong survive; if the desolate plains don't kill you then supernatural phenomena will. Corrupted magic without restraint - unleashed within a mortal tomb of agony and sadistic torment - prowls the fallen shades waiting to feast upon the saccharine flesh of holy cherubs. Being's of bold divinity rise from the miasma thick of vitality shells to embrace immortal splendor, casting their mortal counterpart's into the merciless shackles of servitude. Peace is but a fabricated illusion stitched by the wanting mind's of weakened men for this place, this world, is a hellish fantasy.
Welcome to Solari, a semi-fantasy wolf and human rpg dabbling into shifting figures, human occultism, theology tales of demons and angels along with member written horror. That being said, we are a mature crowd who are fond of gore, carnage, macabre and every sin imaginable so we are not for the queasy or faint of heart. Here we prefer to focus primarily upon the story woven by the intricate devices of enthralling plot lines, enticing characters and wicked betrayal in a skilled setting of a more intermediate to advanced nature.
We're all beasts beneath the skin, lurking, predacious, r a v e n o u s. Some are just more keen to accept it.
