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11-30-2003, 01:56 AM
Good people of the Mapping Forum,
It is through great peril I come to you on mission of utmost importance, for the hour is late and the Fate of Volonne is waning in the night. Just over two years prior to this procolomation beta 1 of Volonne was unleashed upon custom DoD mapping servers throughout the land, and much to my rejoice a following grew upon its breast, suckling like children, pushing it to evolve beyond its initial convictions. So I nutured it, gracing it with improved faculties as the day grew long.
My devotion to Volonne took a natural idle as Vicenza, a demanding mistress who would not yield until full recognition was bestowed upon it, became my new passion. I promised to return to my fabled custom map, yet distraction came in many forms. The draw of Volonne still haunted me, even as more pressing matters seemed to bury me with sinister tenacity. Through my darkest hours in which my future lay in doubt, I emerged, not with a fulfilled promise but with an unexpected beast, a beast known as Switch.
The boisterous fledgling Switch roared to life, ill concerned with trifled objections, for it has made many enemies and has no time for squables over minutia. It apologies not, thanks no one, and crushes the noblest attempt at taming. And for that, unexpected allies it has retained, growing in numbers.
Poor Volonne, seemingly lost as a grain of sand on world of endless beaches, cried out with its last breath. Dead upon the rock it fell. A wretched vision, I cursed myself for my infedlity. The allure of a grander becoming had gripped me with its burning command.
But death cannot stop a vow if the fortitude is strong enough. I smashed upon the walls of Volonne's tomb and dragged its rotting carcass into the light. With a fever from the time of burning cities I worked to restore it.
Yet here it lay before my feet, with new organs, new blood, new senses and hope, but as dead as where I had left it before.
Shadow has returned. What brave knight among men I have known through celebration and duress alike will come to Volonne's aid? You need not have weathered many battles to your enemy's bane, for Volonne may only need a skilled hand. Perchance that hand is yours.
Will you not answer the call?
It is through great peril I come to you on mission of utmost importance, for the hour is late and the Fate of Volonne is waning in the night. Just over two years prior to this procolomation beta 1 of Volonne was unleashed upon custom DoD mapping servers throughout the land, and much to my rejoice a following grew upon its breast, suckling like children, pushing it to evolve beyond its initial convictions. So I nutured it, gracing it with improved faculties as the day grew long.
My devotion to Volonne took a natural idle as Vicenza, a demanding mistress who would not yield until full recognition was bestowed upon it, became my new passion. I promised to return to my fabled custom map, yet distraction came in many forms. The draw of Volonne still haunted me, even as more pressing matters seemed to bury me with sinister tenacity. Through my darkest hours in which my future lay in doubt, I emerged, not with a fulfilled promise but with an unexpected beast, a beast known as Switch.
The boisterous fledgling Switch roared to life, ill concerned with trifled objections, for it has made many enemies and has no time for squables over minutia. It apologies not, thanks no one, and crushes the noblest attempt at taming. And for that, unexpected allies it has retained, growing in numbers.
Poor Volonne, seemingly lost as a grain of sand on world of endless beaches, cried out with its last breath. Dead upon the rock it fell. A wretched vision, I cursed myself for my infedlity. The allure of a grander becoming had gripped me with its burning command.
But death cannot stop a vow if the fortitude is strong enough. I smashed upon the walls of Volonne's tomb and dragged its rotting carcass into the light. With a fever from the time of burning cities I worked to restore it.
Yet here it lay before my feet, with new organs, new blood, new senses and hope, but as dead as where I had left it before.
Shadow has returned. What brave knight among men I have known through celebration and duress alike will come to Volonne's aid? You need not have weathered many battles to your enemy's bane, for Volonne may only need a skilled hand. Perchance that hand is yours.
Will you not answer the call?