This is only an update. Please continue any roleplays in the main studio.
After the portals were closed, the world of Everia went back to before humans. Houses got downgraded to their original forms, cities were gone, making the forests, mountains, and plains beautiful again, cars, buses, and planes, were replaced with horses, dragons, and mounts. It was all back to normal. Well, except for Everu, the new capital. It made sense. The only open portal was near there. Sadly the capital was destroyed. The HUB, main chapel, and mount shop were all intact. Those got moved to the island across from Everu, making it more inhabitable. The dragon lords made their way to some ruins of ancient buildings to reform them and unite the clans into one, like old times. Now that we have some background out of the way, let's continue our journey in the world of Everia!
The sky began to darken to the east, but lights illuminated the sprawling mountain range in front of you. Lining the top of the land was a vast forest, dark and mysterious. You look out to the west where the sun was disappearing and back to the east where the two moons glimmered and shined. Straining your eyes, you make out a golden light in the distance, reflecting an aura from beneath the trees. It seemed to be calling you from your spot, pulling you in with a strong magic. You start to walk, almost forced to while your body tries to relax. You look around you once again. Ancient ruins that slept among the forest you stand in cast shadows onto you as they slowly pull out of the dirt and gravel, begging for their masters to command them once again. Old tales of past times seem to be whispered into your ears as you are pulled to the mountains. Tales of adventures to slay demons or wandering around the towns with your companions in search for any danger that seeps through the woods. Under the dim light of the foggy of the night you stepped onto a stone path leading into the mountains, being pulled further in. You continue forward, closing your eyes and making the climb up the cold stone stairs, cracked and covered in moss. Fallen trees are covered in mushrooms and other types of fungi, ready to turn them into something new for the mountains to swallow while the other trees dig their roots deeper into the ground, collecting mana to harvest for the beings of this world. You only reach the first clearing when you fall flat on the rich soil, asleep, waiting for someone to find you. Who knows where you'll be when you wake up. Hopefully back to the HUB where you can tell everyone of your adventure.