Trinity Soul Path Of lightning 4 Ring Of Dawn & The Order of Lucii

The world tree that grew from the seed of Gaia is the birth place of the realm. Holding within its core the heart of Altera protected by the Order Of Lucii and its Great Keepers. The guardians of the realm contractors to the gods and heroes to all the races. Deep with in the vault or the order lies its greatest treasure left forgot in age as the gods have long since gone dormant no longer reaching out to choose new contractors to be there champions this great treasure is The Ring Of Dawn Key Of The trinity .

The ring was been passed down through the generations Of the Order Of Lucii and was only to be worn by the True Keeper of realm. The True Keeper who is prophesied to save the realm from darkness In the Astral Chronicles great book of Prophecy written by the The Great priestess Aymara follower of the God Moros (Destiny) & Goddess ,Moirai (Fates).The ring gives the True Keeper the power to command the Armiger the power of Trinity souls said to be immortal heroes.This power is know as the Trinity Path or the Armiger Arsenal. it is the means to wield the immortal arms the weapons, powers and skills passed down by the great heroes of old to call down the powers of the gods in the name of True Keep Guardinan of the Austras Koks and The Realm Eternal.

The Orders's calling is to protect the Austras koks - (Tree of Dawn) The World Tree and the heart of Altera as in accordance with the ancient pact The Old god. The gods and mortal came to a contract that stated the the Order Of Lucii made of the greatest warriors mages and scholars in the lands would take knee and accept the mantle of Champion of one of the Pantheon. Each generation the gods would pick a new person to carry there name and honor gaining powers of great magnitude and sudo divinity granting. It was a time of great prosperity in the realm but that changed at the end of the Great Calamity of the Fith Astral Era the gods no longer came down apon the great tree and chose their champions there words no longer brushed the ears of there priests. The Seed Of Gaia no longer pulsed as the heart of the realm anymore. It was silent . We Were ALone...

A Three hundred-and-fifty years ago have passed since then and it is the golden age of magic is closeing in on itself and the Dark of the moon i closing in.....

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