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??????? ?? ????? Thousands of years ago, far before our time here on Earth, universe was full of magic. On the planet Rorus, the land is full of life and wonder. The inhabitants of this planet have found a way to live alongside magic. The nation of Uclon was the first to figure out how humans could do magic. Ever since then, the nation has been spilt into multiple villages and a single kingdom. Kreotia, home to Yaven and Vurian. Proficient in all the elements. Yaven, home to the powerful and quiet. Proficient in the study of Plant Magic. Vurian, home to the intelligent and friendly. Proficient in all kinds of magic, but especially Light Magic. Fensworth, home to the cold and brave. Proficient in combat. Lewes, home to the hard-working and sea-loving. Proficient in Water Magic. Mansfield, home to the secluded and courageous. Proficient in Wind Magic and Flight. However, this peaceful nation is becoming violent...war is coming....

Welcome to Ｕｌａｒｅａ here we offer: - OCs - Rooted lore - Unique houses/tribes - Mythical creatures - Inclusivity - Worldbuilding - No fandom knowledge needed - Semi-lit/literate - LGBTQ+ friendly In the mystical world of Ularea, a devastating war known as the "War of the Four Winds" raged for centuries, fueled by ancient rivalries and disputes over powerful magical artifacts. The war eventually led to the realm being torn asunder, dividing Ularea into four distinct regions, each bearing the scars of the conflict. In between regions, houses and tribes have built separate civilizations overtime. Further dividing the realm. Peace in Ularea is fragile, and rumors of a rising darkness threaten to plunge the realms back into chaos. A prophecy foretells the arrival of a new age, as the realms teeter on the brink of a new conflict, the fate of this fantastical world rests in the hands of those who dare to dream of unity and redemption.

Vast lands blessed by the intrepid spirits, fearful festivities, magical serenities and aberrant anomalies. MYRH, the newly formed land of fantasy role-play, requires nothing more than an imagination and initiative. Use your creations and place them here, create characters you wish to use until time's suggest descent. Fantasy needs to be unleasbed. Unveil glorious purpose upon new lands. Climb the mountaintops, conquer the realms, break through the reality at your speed. MYRH is nothing more than a chilled, friendly atmosphere where writers, role-players and more accumulate to create one ambitious, worthwhile project with only their passion and their time. A community with minds alike. Personalities estranged. The mind is the most powerful thing in the known existence. It can create, delete, conceal and appropriate. Use it within MYRH, stop the travels and enter the vast lands. Find yourself here, a place that welcomes the aberrant. The Hungry. The Creative. Become one with MYRH. Cr

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Welcome to the Lands of Elantris *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ A world where you can choose to be part of one of three unique kingdoms, each with its own rich history and distinctive path. Not only can you aspire to be royalty, but these lands are also home to faes, mages, dragon shifters, and more. Whether you dream of being a knight riding into battle or a lord ruling over your domain, Elantris has a place for you. With stunning scenery, an aesthetically pleasing server, and detailed backstories and histories, Elantris offers a unique and immersive experience like no other. So, are you ready to join us? ੈ✩‧₊˚

REALMS OF DORRON Far long ago, in an era of nothingness, gave birth to the great celestials. Yrtar, the Celestial of Life and Creation, and Sensrasil, the Celestial of Death and Destruction. Yrtar would create the world in their image, creating humans, hobbits, elves and dwarves. Though, disgruntled and disgusted by the peace and tranquility of the realm, Sensrasil would create Dragons and Giants, draconian’s and war-faring orcs. Then they would create the concept of war, death and old age. After such, a long and horrible war raged on, Yrtar made the choice to split the lands apart, then Yrtar created the concept of order, forming two grand dragons to protect the Realm. These two were Asysus, Queen of Dragons, the strongest and wisest of all, and Thondrum, the Protector of Dragons. Enraged by such, Sensrasil would create his own champion, Brakos, a dark elf, and sent him to destroy Yrtar’s guardians. And after his defeat, Sensrasil was sent in a great blind rage,

In the first year of Nightfall (N.F. 01), an unidentified celestial body crashed into the earth, unleashing chaos and devastation upon impact. The collision resulted in the deaths of thousands, but the true horror lay in the aftermath—the celestial body emitted a toxic gas infused with mania. Those unfortunate enough to be exposed to the gas succumbed to its effects, their minds consumed by madness, transforming them into savage creatures driven by insatiable hunger, akin to dangerous zombies. Yet, the horrors unleashed by the celestial body did not end there. Thousands of sinister entities emerged from the wreckage, adopting the forms of their victims and wielding powers far beyond the natural realm. These beings, forever bound to their stolen appearances, first became known simply as Supernatural Beings.

••●══════••●۩۞۩●••══════●•• Callisto | New Era ••●══════••●۩۞۩●••══════●•• ༻༺━━━━⁎∗..∗⁎━━━━༻༺ The 1000-year war was the bloodiest in recorded history. The participants of the war were the Humans and Elves against the other creatures made by Osylas. This war raged and raged, it never seemed like it was going to end. Everything seemed lost for humanity and the elves, but this was until the first Grand Emperor united all of those who were once divided in their cause. This Grand Emperor was the finest warrior in history, he had never lost a battle and seemed to carry the mandate of heaven with him. With his decisive leadership, the creations of Osylas were reduced to just 13% of the world population. The empire that resulted from this war would remain the global hegemon for 1,000 years, the humans ruling over the creations of Osylas without any formidable resistance. Now, the first Grand Emperor is dead, it has been 1,000 years since his time. This nation has been dominant ever since, be

A fantasy rp server focused more on adventure and fun, then fighting over who's the main character.

Through war, plague and strife Balwhorf still stands. A nation built on the blood of innocents, soldiers and of course the enemy. In recent times though the question stands...who is the enemy? Perhaps ancient Attoria to the south with their adept mages and damned Creed? Or those feral Veshi prowling dense jungle to our west? Maybe we must target the Ippon Shogunate across the waters, their land holds many secrets that could benefit us after all? Or maybe just maybe our enemies lie within our very nation. Criminal bands and lunatic zealots sullying our great kingdom. Now that I think about it perhaps the enemy hides behind a crown. Balwhorf royalty who some believe don't deserve any power. Instead it should be in the hands of the four lords, the finest soldiers akin to legend who have garnered respect through action rather than heritage. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder and so is evil. In the end you should decide what you want to make of our nation, of this world. Cling to faith,