Novus Initium

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Welcome to the website of Novus Initium - a World of Warcraft guild on Turalyon (EU) server.

Novus Initium was created a long, long time ago by Zadoc, Moomintroll and a handful of in game friends. The guild was created as a splinter group of The Burning Horde during a time of guild unrest. It meant a new beginning in how many of us saw the game, and as such the guild name was derived (Novus - New, Initium - Beginnings)

Its goal was to be a small, well-organised guild where its members treated each other as friends, and the time spent online was about working together, helping each other to learn and progress as a group. Never putting loot hording above the needs of others.

Not long after the original guild was formed, it incorporated a couple of smaller guilds. Most noteably The Minions of Essence. These players help form a stable core to the guild, which has been prevelant to the current day.

Novus Initium has been through a number of rebuilding exercises, and has always attempted to stay true to the ethos we established all those years ago.

During the last rebuilding work, we inherited a number of members from guilds such as Shadow Elites, these people again accepted the ethos & culture on Novus Initium, and have helped build the guild to the size & capability that is has today.

The guild has been managed by Zadoc from inception till very recently, where Zadoc has since felt it time his apprentice ! become the master and hence Wyse has now taken on the mantle of GM and is to be ably assisted by Taurella.

Novus Initium News Flash

The call was sounded. The greatest heroes in all of Azeroth were to assemble at the Argent Crusades new arena, to sort the men from the troggs. We had battled entire undead armies, broken down colossal giants from ages long forgotten and even pushed back the presence of an Old God! We answered the call.

We were graced by the presence of the great Highlord Tirion himself! We fought and defeated all the tests his crusade could throw at us, and even aided in defending the tournament from the inexorable Lich King's latest trap. We sent a killing blow straight to the fallen prince.

We had proved ourselves, and were then chosen to lead the assault upon Icecrown Citadel itself!

We breached the gates, all I recall is the chill. The endless chill of the place. Freezing even our most agile, movement itself became compromised. We saw the hordes of rotting flesh of bone, hatefully reanimated to fulfill a mad mans wishes. There can be no redemption in this frozen hell, no quarter may be offered. We charge forward.

We quickly approached their general. This atrocity outweighed anything we had seen before. This... creature, was unlike anything encounted previously, more affected than the most wicked of Liches, a four skulled corruption of bone, flame and undeath whirling, almost fervently, before us. But bones of this age are brittle. We pulled the monstrosity apart leaving only his deathly axe that we will use against our enemy.

We press on, around the next chamber, we are quickly reminded of our encountered with the traitorous Kel'Thuzzad. A startling image of undeath laid before our eyes. Her mind completely left in ruin by the Lich King's dominance. She spoke of the hindrance of flesh, the weakness of it, and how it must be purged. Her words eeirly echoed the minds of the Old Gods, their curse of flesh seems to have found a new level of crime. We spared none. Any that may have had their mines infected by this filth would burn along side her. This Lich demonstrated her chilling power, reanimating the recently deceased to fight once more against us. With the combined effort of magic and brawn, we quickly sleuth all in our way.

We made our way upwards, the elite Kor'Kron would be waiting for us. Alliance stood in our way, attempting to fight back our allies. If they would be so petty as to not allow our partnership to exist we would show them the true might of The Horde. One by one they fell as we marched onwards. We had cleared a path Orgrim's Hammer and set course for the upper spire. However, it appears we underestimated the resolve of the Alliance. Their warship decended upon us. It was clear there could be only one victor. We valiantly leap to their ship doing battle their mages and gunmen. Ha! Their ship could only handle so much. It fell like the wounded harpy it clearly was.

We reached the upper spire entrance. A final act of horror befell upon us. The once honorable and brave Saurfang Jr. had been raised to fight against us. Many of us were witness to atrocities of the Wrath Gate, many of us saw how so many lives were lost in the battle for justice. There was no need for this atrocity. His father joined us, told all of the effort he gave to protect this once great champion at birth. We were there only to collect his body. This was like no death knight we had encountered, many of us recall the sensation of our own blood boiling, the agony was like nothing else. He summoned unholy creatures from the depths of a hell rarely seen. But in the end, even the mightiest Deathbringer was not enough to stop our assault.

We had stormed the gates of Icecrown, defeated some of the Lich King's most powerful agents, fought back the Alliance and now stand ready to assault the inner sanctum of the most corrupted King. We will prevail.