Post by twilight on Jul 25, 2018 16:30:39 GMT -5
The year is 1342. My name is Seanus Cassidus. My father was Cornelius Cassidus and my mother was Sinea Flori. Both were from the coastal areas of Scotland they were neighbors most of their lives but had never really spoken to each other till a moth before their wedding. My parents called me Sean for short. My father was a sheep herder. My mother had been betrothed to him. They were married to each other when they were each seventeen. Two years later I came along. I didn't much care for Scotland it was cold and miserable most of the time. And it is still that way even today, not much has really changed for our country.
Catholicism had reached our part of the world. And Scotland took to it like fish to water. This was the year that Pope Clement VI succeeded Pope Benedict XII as the 198th Pope. A new King in Hungary was crowned. As well as a new King of Athens. Constantine II becomes king of Armenia and it would be the last time that country was great. Ruined in wars from that point on. The Byzantine war helped divide the world even more and it seemed that every-time one country settled another waged war.
In 1342 I was 14. I worked with my father. There was no school. We learned what we learned from our parents and none us could really read but we were good at math and counting. We were to get by and not starve. But not many were as lucky as we. The hog farmers had a tougher time. This caused battles between the clans especially those from the hills and mountains. One group wanted what others had and that was the spark that this place needed.
In 1343 a clan tried to take my fathers land, and our sheep. Our neighbors to the east joined with us, for fear that they would be next. And after 5 days of feuding it was done. We had won but it came at a large price. Many of us did not survive, myself included. I was spared Jeville but was sent back again not but a year later.
Which brings me to the spark that is now. A chance is all that was needed to spark SFT into a small war. And what a prize will be had. The SFT World Title. Nothing else holds a candle to gold, much less SFT gold. SFT gold might as well be the ring from Frodo’s world, the precious. But yes SFT Gold is indeed precious, and maybe just as precious as “the” precious.
And at Back to Reality, friends will become enemies, and enemies will become allies, all for the precious. I will have to fight people all with abilities and skills that match my own. Guys like Jackson Kent, Jamie Reyes, or is it Jaime? No one really cares I am sure. Then other so called Juggernauts like Robert Saints and Jamo, Rumpke might show up and make it interesting. I might have to go toe to toe with Jack Jones or who knows if Glenn and Jude will enter that match, they could swing the tide in directions no one foresaw. Or the big rumor is one or two new guys or guys who havent been around in years suddenly coming in and causing helter skelter all over SFT. Its happened before, it could happen again.
I am tired. I have done a lot more work than normal and certainly a lot more work than most in SFT right now. I have reached my limit and told my stories. It is time for me to take a breath and take a rest.
That is all.
Fade to light
Catholicism had reached our part of the world. And Scotland took to it like fish to water. This was the year that Pope Clement VI succeeded Pope Benedict XII as the 198th Pope. A new King in Hungary was crowned. As well as a new King of Athens. Constantine II becomes king of Armenia and it would be the last time that country was great. Ruined in wars from that point on. The Byzantine war helped divide the world even more and it seemed that every-time one country settled another waged war.
In 1342 I was 14. I worked with my father. There was no school. We learned what we learned from our parents and none us could really read but we were good at math and counting. We were to get by and not starve. But not many were as lucky as we. The hog farmers had a tougher time. This caused battles between the clans especially those from the hills and mountains. One group wanted what others had and that was the spark that this place needed.
In 1343 a clan tried to take my fathers land, and our sheep. Our neighbors to the east joined with us, for fear that they would be next. And after 5 days of feuding it was done. We had won but it came at a large price. Many of us did not survive, myself included. I was spared Jeville but was sent back again not but a year later.
Which brings me to the spark that is now. A chance is all that was needed to spark SFT into a small war. And what a prize will be had. The SFT World Title. Nothing else holds a candle to gold, much less SFT gold. SFT gold might as well be the ring from Frodo’s world, the precious. But yes SFT Gold is indeed precious, and maybe just as precious as “the” precious.
And at Back to Reality, friends will become enemies, and enemies will become allies, all for the precious. I will have to fight people all with abilities and skills that match my own. Guys like Jackson Kent, Jamie Reyes, or is it Jaime? No one really cares I am sure. Then other so called Juggernauts like Robert Saints and Jamo, Rumpke might show up and make it interesting. I might have to go toe to toe with Jack Jones or who knows if Glenn and Jude will enter that match, they could swing the tide in directions no one foresaw. Or the big rumor is one or two new guys or guys who havent been around in years suddenly coming in and causing helter skelter all over SFT. Its happened before, it could happen again.
I am tired. I have done a lot more work than normal and certainly a lot more work than most in SFT right now. I have reached my limit and told my stories. It is time for me to take a breath and take a rest.
That is all.
Fade to light
