Post by Ghost on Apr 26, 2011 18:02:58 GMT -7
The AEther born
The rising of the aether was the earths answer to pollution. All the major cities suffered the consequences like a warning beacon to the rest of society. The world was obviously affected, some valuable farm land was lost and thousands of people were lost as well, assumed dead, at least in some of those cases they were correct but to explain would be getting ahead of our story.
Steam is the prevailing power now. It can be occasionally disastrous but it is also cleaner then burning fuels. Man's re-Mastery of the elements has been slow coming over the years of its recovery fallowing the rising.
Aether as it turns out has many uses, its not exactly toxic any longer, exposure for more then a few days will result in your skin developing roughened and often discolored calluses, removal from the environment for a few months will clear this up however. Aether air is breathable as well, but it acts like high altitude air, thin but not exactly lethal unless you over exert yourself. Plants grow in the aether however nothing bears edible produce, so farming in the aether is none existent. Condensing aether gas into a canister and liquefying it in cold causes it to become highly combustible and thus a useful fuel though the mining of the Aether in this manner is illegal as full scientific understanding of the substance is still limited. Aether also appears to have odd properties allowing heavier then air, none organic materials to float, the ground that was broken in the rising rose up with the aether and created many floating islands with in the clouds of aether. The height of altitude reached seems proportionate to the weight but the exact science of aether levitation is not yet understood, to prevent many of the floating resorts created by man from reaching an altitude to high to be manageable by their air ships many of these islands have been anchored by cables to the grounds below. These cables must be maintenance regularly because of the constant wear of aether air surrounding it and the tension placed upon them by the islands attempts to break free of these bonds. Aether will weather away the metal of heavier then air ships over time, and so these ships must be maintenance often. Aether storms however are both frightening and beautiful to behold and thus the air ships remain in use.
You will remember that I said the large cities were the ones afflicted?
The people inside were presumed to have died and indeed many of them did in the chaos of the ground splitting. Their were some however who appeared to have survive, these few were for a time called the 'survivors', this term however couldn't have been further from the truth. The truth being...those few who's bodies were dissolved in the rising, were reborn with in the aether itself...with no explanation or reason. Many of them have no memory at all of who they use to be...Or if they retain it, they hide it well and revel in the new life and chance given to them.
Why do I know about this taboo?
I'm one of them...and I remember...I had to search for the answers a long time myself because it didn't all make seance at first this odd set of memories...but now I remember....and I want answers. My name isn't important right now...but I want some one to know that the people lost in that Apocalypse...they are still here, if their bodies couldn't be found in that aether ridden land then they are still alive....escaping their demons in this odd apocalyptic paradise. Me I want my life back!
The aether in its own way provided us who it birthed with a gift...I wonder if any one else knows it yet? Air ships didn't even exist in my life....and now I can fly one in my sleep. Second nature perhaps? Not really, A gift....to compensate us for the theft of our old life. I think each gift is different...but I don't know its so hard to find the 'survivors' they all hide themselves well but then if the people really knew....well it would be complicated wouldn't it? Still, for every gift their is a price so to speak and the more I learn the more I forget in the process. Am I still the person I once was? Or Is something new being drug forth into the world like an infant kicking and screaming from its mothers womb? I have to find the answers or burn every last thing in my memory that makes me who I was. I suppose I could just give in, I could just accept my new life and move on, many others have before me. As a bonus I suppose the AEther born can breath the Aether ridden air, with no distress or trouble, as if it were simple clean air. Another consolation? Or a side effect of being re birthed in that colored mire of clouds? All the same this gift comes with its complications after all normal humans have difficulty walking the aether lands even with masks....so seeing anyone remove on and breath easily...well it draws attention and eventually it births ideas that lead to very dangerous circumstances.
The rising of the aether was the earths answer to pollution. All the major cities suffered the consequences like a warning beacon to the rest of society. The world was obviously affected, some valuable farm land was lost and thousands of people were lost as well, assumed dead, at least in some of those cases they were correct but to explain would be getting ahead of our story.
Steam is the prevailing power now. It can be occasionally disastrous but it is also cleaner then burning fuels. Man's re-Mastery of the elements has been slow coming over the years of its recovery fallowing the rising.
Aether as it turns out has many uses, its not exactly toxic any longer, exposure for more then a few days will result in your skin developing roughened and often discolored calluses, removal from the environment for a few months will clear this up however. Aether air is breathable as well, but it acts like high altitude air, thin but not exactly lethal unless you over exert yourself. Plants grow in the aether however nothing bears edible produce, so farming in the aether is none existent. Condensing aether gas into a canister and liquefying it in cold causes it to become highly combustible and thus a useful fuel though the mining of the Aether in this manner is illegal as full scientific understanding of the substance is still limited. Aether also appears to have odd properties allowing heavier then air, none organic materials to float, the ground that was broken in the rising rose up with the aether and created many floating islands with in the clouds of aether. The height of altitude reached seems proportionate to the weight but the exact science of aether levitation is not yet understood, to prevent many of the floating resorts created by man from reaching an altitude to high to be manageable by their air ships many of these islands have been anchored by cables to the grounds below. These cables must be maintenance regularly because of the constant wear of aether air surrounding it and the tension placed upon them by the islands attempts to break free of these bonds. Aether will weather away the metal of heavier then air ships over time, and so these ships must be maintenance often. Aether storms however are both frightening and beautiful to behold and thus the air ships remain in use.
You will remember that I said the large cities were the ones afflicted?
The people inside were presumed to have died and indeed many of them did in the chaos of the ground splitting. Their were some however who appeared to have survive, these few were for a time called the 'survivors', this term however couldn't have been further from the truth. The truth being...those few who's bodies were dissolved in the rising, were reborn with in the aether itself...with no explanation or reason. Many of them have no memory at all of who they use to be...Or if they retain it, they hide it well and revel in the new life and chance given to them.
Why do I know about this taboo?
I'm one of them...and I remember...I had to search for the answers a long time myself because it didn't all make seance at first this odd set of memories...but now I remember....and I want answers. My name isn't important right now...but I want some one to know that the people lost in that Apocalypse...they are still here, if their bodies couldn't be found in that aether ridden land then they are still alive....escaping their demons in this odd apocalyptic paradise. Me I want my life back!
The aether in its own way provided us who it birthed with a gift...I wonder if any one else knows it yet? Air ships didn't even exist in my life....and now I can fly one in my sleep. Second nature perhaps? Not really, A gift....to compensate us for the theft of our old life. I think each gift is different...but I don't know its so hard to find the 'survivors' they all hide themselves well but then if the people really knew....well it would be complicated wouldn't it? Still, for every gift their is a price so to speak and the more I learn the more I forget in the process. Am I still the person I once was? Or Is something new being drug forth into the world like an infant kicking and screaming from its mothers womb? I have to find the answers or burn every last thing in my memory that makes me who I was. I suppose I could just give in, I could just accept my new life and move on, many others have before me. As a bonus I suppose the AEther born can breath the Aether ridden air, with no distress or trouble, as if it were simple clean air. Another consolation? Or a side effect of being re birthed in that colored mire of clouds? All the same this gift comes with its complications after all normal humans have difficulty walking the aether lands even with masks....so seeing anyone remove on and breath easily...well it draws attention and eventually it births ideas that lead to very dangerous circumstances.