In the distant lands of Juralis, thousands of years ago...
Back when the land was ruled by a King or a Lord, and the highest elements were steel and fire, war raged across the continent. Pokemon clashed with Pokemon, Human fought Human, and the land was left in chaos. The reason for this was the clash between the seven kingdoms and their respective guardians.
Eruidal, the kingdom of the north. This land of crag was protected by the guardian spirit Chario, a giant black Charizard with the ability to create blue fire.
Sencro, the kingdom to the west. The land of ocean was kept safe by Gyras, the golden Gyardos with the ability to control the tides.
Crigarios, the kingdom of the southwest. The rocky mountains and caverns keeping the desert inside safe from the outside world were protected by Blagol, the giant Golem with power to raise the mountains higher.
Jumaquo, the kingdom of the south. The dense forests were protected by Toranaus, the walking hill Torterra. This beast helped the land prosper by making its crops grow faster, but it can also make all other plant life age.
Hagura, the kingdom of the east. The tropical land was kept safe by Shequino, the living razor Samurott. The deity can slice through volcanos with a single slice of its blades.
Vencuras, the former kingdom of the northeast. This city was raised into the sky where it has remained since by Brazinos, the Braviary with humongous wings able to cause a tornado with one flap. The soaring savior held Vencuras in the sky until Humans could install turbines to keep the city afloat.
And finally, Lentos, the central city of the region. The city was made for trade and conversation, now any visitors are coming to conquer instead of converse. The city and its guardian, Vreega, the giant Eevee with the impossibly loud voice, could barely fight back against the constant attacks for territory.
All seven nations were in the war, whether they liked it or not. War was here, and there was no stopping it...
The hooves of the fire horse clopped against the ground as the Jumaquo warrior rode through the palm trees. The symbol on his cape had forced him to run. Even if he could make it to Lentos, he doubted they would have helped him. So he had started riding south-west back to the forests he called home. Suddenly, he saw someone else. But what was their allegience?
Back when the land was ruled by a King or a Lord, and the highest elements were steel and fire, war raged across the continent. Pokemon clashed with Pokemon, Human fought Human, and the land was left in chaos. The reason for this was the clash between the seven kingdoms and their respective guardians.
Eruidal, the kingdom of the north. This land of crag was protected by the guardian spirit Chario, a giant black Charizard with the ability to create blue fire.
Sencro, the kingdom to the west. The land of ocean was kept safe by Gyras, the golden Gyardos with the ability to control the tides.
Crigarios, the kingdom of the southwest. The rocky mountains and caverns keeping the desert inside safe from the outside world were protected by Blagol, the giant Golem with power to raise the mountains higher.
Jumaquo, the kingdom of the south. The dense forests were protected by Toranaus, the walking hill Torterra. This beast helped the land prosper by making its crops grow faster, but it can also make all other plant life age.
Hagura, the kingdom of the east. The tropical land was kept safe by Shequino, the living razor Samurott. The deity can slice through volcanos with a single slice of its blades.
Vencuras, the former kingdom of the northeast. This city was raised into the sky where it has remained since by Brazinos, the Braviary with humongous wings able to cause a tornado with one flap. The soaring savior held Vencuras in the sky until Humans could install turbines to keep the city afloat.
And finally, Lentos, the central city of the region. The city was made for trade and conversation, now any visitors are coming to conquer instead of converse. The city and its guardian, Vreega, the giant Eevee with the impossibly loud voice, could barely fight back against the constant attacks for territory.
All seven nations were in the war, whether they liked it or not. War was here, and there was no stopping it...
The hooves of the fire horse clopped against the ground as the Jumaquo warrior rode through the palm trees. The symbol on his cape had forced him to run. Even if he could make it to Lentos, he doubted they would have helped him. So he had started riding south-west back to the forests he called home. Suddenly, he saw someone else. But what was their allegience?
