Post by Dracos on Aug 1, 2007 21:07:21 GMT -5
Nenharma is a Semi-Literate to Literate Wolf Roleplay Site. There are tons of lands to roam in, trails to follow, and mysteries to be revealed. A deep dark plot has been set in motion, throwing the wolves into destiny's hands. The site is complete with a full regein of Wolven Gods and Goddesses that control the fate of the wandering wolves. Though sadly, this site is lacking in members. Counting me there is a total of ...one.
The Legend of Nenharma.
Deep within the dark pine woods, lies the land called Nénharma. This land lay hidden away for years, hiding itself by a fortress of pines. Some say the land of Nénharma lay in the center of these pines, a beautiful land. Flowers always in bloom, deer and other wildlife constantly present. Untouched by the hands of humans, unruled by the power of wolves. And yet slowly this land began to fade from fact into the fantasy of wandering wolves and beasts. Many began to regaurd the land as a fairy tale for the pups of the packs.
But as the land fades from the mouths of wolves, the secert within still thrives. A dark secert that claimed the lives of the previous pack of Nénharma. A secert that turned friends to enemies. A power that ripped families apart, and stained the lushes meadows with wolven blood.
Now the spirits of those passsed loam silently through the thick woods, warning those whom may pass. These 'ghosts' never leave their bonds to the woods or the lands beyond the trees, but many wolves never dare triffle with these 'ghosts' by entering their land. But can you think of no one that would give up finding the land of Nénharma from the myths?
Now humans impose on the lands wolves have claimed. Wolves move in small packs, no more than five wolves. Running, hiding from the human threat. Some of these wolves continue to run, some fight back, while others follow Finduilas. The star of guidance, the star that will lead to Nenharma. Will you join the journey of a lifetime, or fade with the tide?
The Legend of Nenharma.
Deep within the dark pine woods, lies the land called Nénharma. This land lay hidden away for years, hiding itself by a fortress of pines. Some say the land of Nénharma lay in the center of these pines, a beautiful land. Flowers always in bloom, deer and other wildlife constantly present. Untouched by the hands of humans, unruled by the power of wolves. And yet slowly this land began to fade from fact into the fantasy of wandering wolves and beasts. Many began to regaurd the land as a fairy tale for the pups of the packs.
But as the land fades from the mouths of wolves, the secert within still thrives. A dark secert that claimed the lives of the previous pack of Nénharma. A secert that turned friends to enemies. A power that ripped families apart, and stained the lushes meadows with wolven blood.
Now the spirits of those passsed loam silently through the thick woods, warning those whom may pass. These 'ghosts' never leave their bonds to the woods or the lands beyond the trees, but many wolves never dare triffle with these 'ghosts' by entering their land. But can you think of no one that would give up finding the land of Nénharma from the myths?
Now humans impose on the lands wolves have claimed. Wolves move in small packs, no more than five wolves. Running, hiding from the human threat. Some of these wolves continue to run, some fight back, while others follow Finduilas. The star of guidance, the star that will lead to Nenharma. Will you join the journey of a lifetime, or fade with the tide?
