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(created 2012-01-02 20:11):
BACKGROUND HISTORY:
Throughout the years mages would use redstone to power there creations. Soon after it's discovery a willing man who had been hidden through the fog of the castle, the lies that were kept. He was a dark man only wishing to find the power to smight down the one's who had ruined his name. This willing man risked life in order to birth "The Fractal Red". These were people who hid in the shadows of life. the beggars, the poor, the weak, they all were people who held a grudge over the kings power. There anger fueled the guild and made it soon become one of the highest names seen over the world. The Fractal Red used the powers of redstone to fuel there bodies. This wasn't allowed as that it was never tried by anyone and the king didn't want to risk an infection to spread. Thus the redstone was able to power there hate, anger, sorrow, rage and create a new form of the arts of magic. The power allowed for the guild to become a stronger whole and not have any fears. It changed the people. What first was a sustenance to help better these people soon became a needed part of life. Without the redstone the people began to crumble and shrivel into a husk of a man. These once sorrow filled people later became a hatred fueled system. They gained powers one should not own. These weren't humans anymore, but rather the husks they wished not to be. Now The Fractal Red remain hidden and hide from all life. They choose to reside back into there corners where they use the magical arts to create new spells hidden from the world. These are the people no one knows and now no one will... They are The Fractal Red.
"Power is only guided by the choice of what you give."
CHARACTER:
The Knight uses the redstone powers to give him no weaknesses. In the sight of danger he will stay and take a blow for the others. The Knight is the only Fractal Red who won't back away from danger. He holds a strong will that powers his fuel of anger. The Knight has the most hate and the most power. Anyone to have seen the man while he walks in this armor has never lived to tell the story. His slow and brutal strength makes him the tank of the guild. He is the power.