January 17, 2007: Hello and welcome to Crimson Beats. Where horses are in either the Light, Neutral, or Dark alliances. I have just created the mare's claiming area and the breeding area, you are to birth in your own territory. After breeding in the breeding area, an admin (Natalia/Dimitrius) will give you your foal status in that thread.
Three thousand years ago, there were three young equines. One was Aphrodite, the beautiful Light Queen. One was Melancoli, the sombre Neutral czar. The proud Dark lord was Bastian. For a while, they co-existed harmoniously, and enjoyed the fruits that the great Goddess gave them. Still, they were not satisfied. They had all heard stories of a beautiful place called paradise, where only the Great Goddess could roam freely. It was a A land where everything was perfect. So they and their herd decided to roam far from home in search of this paradise. It took them a year and day to finally reach this haven, but reach it they did, ad they were happier than ever.
But the Great Goddess found out
Her anger was compatible to the thunder and lightning. She screamed for vengeance, and brought herself to earth In the form of a beautiful young mare. She told the three leaders that they and their herds would suffer for the injustice they had done to her. Bastian bared his teeth at the Goddess, Melancoli watched, horrified and Aphrodite gazed at the Deity with sad, sad eyes.
“The curse I shall put on you will affect generations to come- hate spawned from hate,” She snarled at all three equines. Her anger was like a neverending fire- tearing over the three Royals.
“Bastian. You snarled at me- even when you knew who I was. My heart screams for me to strike you dead where you stand,” She paused. “You will earn the hatred of everyone you meet. You and your herd shall become cold and sadistic, and will despise the light of day,” Aphrodite cried out in anguish, but the Goddess refused to relent. “Melancoli, you shall be forever torn between your brotherhood with Bastian and your love for Aphrodite, and she herself,” She turned to the trembling Aphrodite. “I loved you the most, child, and will thus only give you the scorn of the Darks,” She touched the Light Queen’s forehead, and there appeared a shining mark that all light royals would have forever more. The last blessing of the Great Goddess. And on the throne, as the lady of the lands, The Great Goddess became an equine and produced the absoloute royals.
Three thousand years later- the legends are still very much a reality. Alliances divide the nation of paradise- now called Crimson beats. These lands need a hero to unite them and bring them together. Will you be that hero?