The League of Shadows is a sect of fact and fiction, mesmerizing myth and terifying legend. What all stands true and what lingers as a lie is a forgotten element forsaked by the sands of time. A pedestrian on the street might say they are a folktale, while a old seasoned man might say they were tied to the assassins of Abraham Lincoln or something even further back. For that is the meaning of the shadows forever unknown on some element. And if you think you know the depths of the darkness it is only because you've ventured so far down that you have lost all sense of direction. What does remain sertain however is that the Lebaue's were apart of its creation from the start and rarely were they ever not apart of the Shadows of true conspiracy. Only twice has this been the case, when Surreal DiaBlo ran her own orchestrated foundation of these assassins and the one who reighns as Grand Master now. DiaBlo was one of the best martial artists in the world and the most likely to be the actual best. It's said that she died but to one so astute in body and mind and when they lay in bed with secret weivers who are we to say that her death is true. As that chapter closed on the League though it was only a matter of time before they were reformed.
LeBau and the legacy of their family reconstructed the reforming of those who hide in the apsense of light. In effort to return them back to the original nature the team became one with the shadows. The places below kingdoms waiting for rulers to slip, that most obscure hiding place the corporate leaders fail to see. Families by black mail and deception believing themselves bound to the League. Like all good uncertainties though many of these people do in fact owe them. Where the facts and fictions stand is never one clear. Jean lead them well as he always had, very first mission targeting the Justice League and causing much harm before they could ever get a proper footing. Caught up in other matters more pressing however Jean had to step down from his place as the King of Assassins. So it was that a new Grand Master needed to be set in place. The last foundations went back to being memories when Lebau stepped down this group refused however. Blades clashed, walls painted by bloody arcs and when it all came to a end Alezra Blair Roxom had claimed the seat. How though like all good legends is unclear left for the mind to wander upon. From the Himalayan Mountains spreads a new layer of shadows, one seaking to eventually uproot the world into a new age.
Slavery was not abolished by the shaking of ones hand. The Holocaust and the events around it were not halted by words. Free nations were not formulated on soil of diplomacy alone. Throughout the ages what was deemed best for the world was found upon bloody earth. To keep these cherished walls held up more lives had to be ended, strength proven. From first glance perhaps you see murderers, in truth we are the foundations of revolution. The darkness is necesity for the rightfull solution. It is our objective to keep balance, our objective to strike from the night and drown cities, empires and yes even nations if we must for the brighter world. We are not monsters we are the trail of black that follows every living organism.
Tiers of the Family Besides the League Members
Tier-1: The Novice of the family the ones with little more then twenty marks under their name. Skilled are they but nothing to the higher ups, they are earning their stripes. Never the less still formidable black clad light armored servants of the Shadow.
Tier-2: Skilled and no longer deserving of being ranked a novice. The Elevated are adept in their trade. For some it is the range kill, for others silence, some can level buildings with their explosives that are seamingly to small to even notice. Their trades vary all though are clad in red and exceptionaly deadly.
Tier-3: The Umbras are the ones you simply don't know of untill time is quite likely far to late. Skilled in stealth, espionage, their weapon of choice and the trade they picked up from being Elevated. Uniform they do not have, if they do you wouldn't know because that is their reason of existance. To catch you unaware.
Tier-4: They are really more between two or beside three. These are the servants the added fire power, the Facade of a clan. They might be a Keresh guard, a bet or guardian of a member. Maybe they are the Symaarian on a seemingly obscure patrol, a mercenary aparently just looking for work. What ever the origin be it a obvious soldier or a young child playing with your daughter in the drive way they are the added element seen or unseen further backing the misdirection that is the family.
No difinitive religion resides in the walls of the clandestine Monastery named such by the locals. Regardless there are a great many tales hinting at the mists and electronic disruptions around this place. How it happens to be that its so hard to locate by most means remains a mystery. Some think they know, some actually did. Note the past tense of did, they took the secret with them as they were buried or atleast that is what the legends say. Cloacked in many ways and by natural snow many died trying to see just the majestic insides. Historical art, and lavish design of various nations and societies make it a splendor to behold. This is the home for the many rooms modified to owners liking and a gratifying haven for the secretive sect.
Sacred is this landmark its reviving properties provided by meditating are mystic, quite posibly supernatural. It is open to all members, it is excessable to select few. A part of the rich mythology of Camisa is lost and so its not always welcoming it rewards though with the constitution to listen however.
It is not one place but rather many, rings arenas and various stages where all train and elite ascend. No hour, no sight is ever not in use by somebody from the elite members of the League to the other members of the family belonging to the Tiers all use these back drops as a place to fine tune the arts of war.
Beneath the monastary and within the mountans is a labrinth, and a tomb. Many have died in the existance of the LoS and it is here they lie. Scripture's writen for each telling of what they did and who they are. Of course a maze is this place there is much here that contains secrets of a time long forgoten.
Bangledash is excessable trough traveling the caves of the mountains. Following them would lead to the underbelly of businesses. A hidden place where the best weapons and measures of stealth and intrusion can be found. As a global organization they need somewhere not constantly suffering the disruptive fields of the mountains. It is here that they house acess to sevral satelites as well. The world is said to have a ever watching eye, they have the eye that never blinks. From the coast is also merchants and shipyards ever providing more.
Located at both the front and back of the monastary is a whole reaching a mile down into the earth. Constructed by an orbital laser shot and then with sevral pounds of glass dropped at the bottom Alezra hopes for it to one day over flow with the dead. The walls are perfectly smove making climbing out almost imposible. At the top of Mount Everest somewhere dug into the side is a similar hole dug in though much wider and built into a prison. It is said in legend that some are forced to climb out of the prison if they betray the League and wish to continue with life. Its an extra mile deep however with walls just barely climbable to make it just short of imposible to escape. Nullifying feilds ment to shut off all abilities forged of magic and science.
Only a fool tells every place they dwell and only a fool thinks that a assassin lingers there for long. How many ties dose the grand master have, how many does she know with ties? What about all the other members of the clan? Only one thing can be sertain they are likely somewhere close and you just aren't seeing them. The closest friend may often have your back, you can never part though with your shadow. And that shadow, the darkness it is us.........
We are not exactly a lovable bunch, fight if you wish just don't go blowing everything up.
To join just pm me we have rather open doors here. It makes more sense to be evil or a neutral leaning that way. That doesn't mean we cant spin it so a hero is in decieved by us.
With labs and means to keep a cloacked apearence we except more then mercenaries and assassins. Don't shy away just cause your not a ninja
Most of all have fun