Post by Wolfier on Jul 1, 2009 21:19:44 GMT -5
''Days come and days go
Nights are dark when the moon is low
The ages of war are here to stay
To haunt the birth of each new day"
Every day dawns the same n the war torn world of Tragonia. It's a place where unrest is evident and countries fight for absolute power. The three territories, Zationia, Navalen, and The Wastes are always on guard. For centuries, Zationia and Navalen have fought each other for land, resources, and power. Out of thier midst rose The Wastes. It is a territory of all those who were outcasts of the war. They come from every corner of the world.
Lies, deceit, and death lie at every corner. Can you rise above and survive or will this war torn world bring you down.
THE AGES Of WAR
Nights are dark when the moon is low
The ages of war are here to stay
To haunt the birth of each new day"
Every day dawns the same n the war torn world of Tragonia. It's a place where unrest is evident and countries fight for absolute power. The three territories, Zationia, Navalen, and The Wastes are always on guard. For centuries, Zationia and Navalen have fought each other for land, resources, and power. Out of thier midst rose The Wastes. It is a territory of all those who were outcasts of the war. They come from every corner of the world.
Lies, deceit, and death lie at every corner. Can you rise above and survive or will this war torn world bring you down.
THE AGES Of WAR