Legend+of+New+Hintheria

It was a day as clear as crystal when Rupin strolled into his chambers, a small smile on his face. He had just spent his morning finishing his apprenticeship and creating his masterpiece- the perfect preachment to a full crowd of listeners. Just as he set foot in his small bed chamber, a beam of light shot through the squares in his latch window and a voice as smooth as glass seemed to emanate from the walls.

“Rupin Scot. Listen to me. Hear my voice.”

Immediately startled, Rupin leapt back and stumbled, then lost his footing and fell to the ground. The voice was so overpowering it knocked him off his feet. “Who’s there?” he demanded, but the voice only continued.

“You and those around you must change your ways or feel the wrath of your god,” the voice boomed, shaking the walls.

“B-but which one?” Rupin asked hastily, tripping over his words.

“Me. I was content to let your people believe what you would for far too long and now I must reveal myself to you, a trusted force in the community, because I can no longer take the shame I feel from seeing my creations fight, even among themselves. Why is there such a blatant separation of dark and light centaurs?” the voice asked menacingly.

“It has always been that way. I- I’m not sure why,” Rupin spluttered awkwardly. There was a deep, uncomfortable silence. “We separate them b-because we’re superior,” he finally admitted, feeling like a child who had taken taken something from his parents.

“No more. You must gather all the patrons of your church and tell them what I am about to tell you. No longer shall I allow for this separation and anyone who remains prejudiced against dark //or// light centaurs will have to face my own punishment, but you can save yourself and your family. Bring everyone in Hintheria willing to change their ways to a new place. Name it what you will and build it how you will but you must do it if you wish to save the people you care for. Are you willing to do that?”

All Rupin could think about was how impossible it would be to convince the people of his town to change but he nodded nonetheless.

“Succeed and you will be rewarded. Fail and there will be consequences.” And with that, the beam of light faded out and the voice was gone.