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Created on 2017-02-27 04:09:23 (#2810048), never updated
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In a world where gods (known as keepers) once lived, magic was as common as air, and words had immeasurable power, Ryan Doran was the patron god of security. He, like his fellow keepers, granted humans their patronage and protection in return for service and worship. It went well until a prophecy foretold their doom, and the king of the gods played right into the hands of the prophecy by doing a bunch of stupid shit and getting himself killed. With the king of the gods dead and people wising up to the reality that they didn't need to follow their gods, that their gods could fall, the rest of the keepers fled their lands, seeking to hide in the forests and caves and jungles of the world. Thousands of years passed, as the remaining gods hid away, most of them consorting with humanity only when necessary. Ryan was different — he couldn't completely hide away from the world, but learned to stay on the edges, moving in the shadows of the underworld. No one asked questions, no one cared who he was, as long as he could get jobs done, or if he could provide money, or find ways around the security measures people took to secure their valuables. While he's never forgotten his roots — hard to forget that much, at least — he's grown highly distant from the powerful magic that once belonged to him, now relying on skills he's picked up and tendrils of magic to ease the way for him to accomplish what he needs to do. He's gone by a number of alias, hardly settles down, and rarely bothers to get too attached. |
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