THE AVALON LOSTBELT.
It was, in every sense of the word, paradise.
Was.
The flowers that had once bloomed there had wilted and died, leaving nothing behind except for their corpses. Blood had become absorbed into the earth, turning it to a grotesque color. Amputated wings and limbs of fae and humans alike lie about.
One day, the fae became tired of humanity ruining the planet around them. Led by their militant queen, the fae went to war against humanity, a bloody conflict that lasted decades. Fight as they might, the fae were ultimately victorious.
Humanity had begun their time as a slave species, subservient to the warlike fae. Any who tried to oppose the regime of the queen were cut down by her loyal enforcer, a man with violet hair.
The only bastion of safety from the faeries was a lone tower that stood at a remote corner of Avalon, a place where if one was lucky, they may see a flower or two. The mage Merlin lived there, power dampened due to the queen’s influence over Avalon. He led a faction of humans that resisted the queen and her army, but resources were thing and morale was low.
The Faerie Queen was a beautiful woman who ruled with an iron fist, advised by another with a veil covering her face. The only pointer to the identity of the adviser was their stark white hair.
And now, a certain caravan of Chaldeans have arrived on Avalon’s shores...
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Introducing the Avalon Lostbelt! The Lostbelt is independent from the Crypters, but still presents a great threat to the existence of history today.
The Lostbelt King (Queen?) is an Avenger class Vivian. If you are interested in becoming a character sided with the fae, please let me know!
This will be an RP event hosted here on tumblr, with various roles being revealed as time goes on. If you are interested in participating in the event, post your muse’s reaction to arriving in Avalon in a small drabble tagged with #avalonlostbelt.
