Imagine Tord hitting his head a little to hard on the fall down from the top Imagine his heart falling on whom he thought he hated Imagine what he'd do for them

Scrolls and glyphs tell of a time when evil ruled the land. Enslaving the people; it spread across Ceryria. Until it reached the land of Vyr. The land of Vyr was protected by knights and other magical beings. Vyr was the last hope for the freedom of Ceryria. Battles waged on for years until few groups of knights were left. One group stood out in particular, and the darkness wanted to squash them. The group separated their souls from their bodies, so when they died, they would live again. The darkness didn't know of this and Vyr was conquered. The Knights Of The Onyx Eye were separated and they lived alone unknowingly. Until something falls from the sky, causing panic throughout the land.