When the World was formed the Divine Races placed several Void Gardens together at what would become Utari. A vast Isle of steppes and rolling hills farther than the eyes could see, and with plenty of wildlife to be hunted as well as large predators and Monsters swapping the role of Hunter and prey. Life was good under the Sun and Moon, and many Tribes grew to greatness.
For thousands of years the Indigenous, Common and Other Races enjoyed the hard but beautiful environment of what is now Remas. Thriving, trading, developing and inventing things, life passed for generations. But alas, nothing good seems to last, and with a mighty blast a war erupted in South eastern lands, far beyond Midgard. Ljost- and Drakk Alfar had somehow become Vampire, mighty and powerful they disrupted the balance of things, according to legend. The end result, was a mighty disruption of our World and
As the world tilted and much land sank beneath the sea, many realms and tribes perished, and eventually vampires arrived. Embracing local Nobility they gained foothold and managed to create a few strongholds and domains. Yet they kept the embracing to a minimum and only fed so they could survive, so the vampire hunts was few. Until arrived, then a new age of conflicts amongst mankind began. Speaking of fed, I’m as thirsty as a dried out ‘Vampalfar’, so lets order some, shall we?
With the arrival of the bullheaded god came also its followers, and opposers, from below The Rim. Soon these Wanderers had established Settlements, grew in numbers, and influenced daily life of every Race. Due the Vulars urge to gain information, the Indigenous began to shun Wanderers in general, and the Common families had hard times finding acceptance. Some tried to hide their origin, or heritage, others wore the mantle with pride.
Oh that Vular pride, at some point their proudness, had grown so much that they started a war against many other races. Eventually leding to the downfall of their kin, the eruption of Mt. Vula and the Deep Blue Tsunami. A crazy mayhem that brought so much change.
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As the coasts, settlements, and unknown buried, was flushed by the tainted waters, long dead ancestors and victims suddenly walked among hs as Arisen. What a fuzz they made, suddenly calling out Spirit talkers as fake, cheating, imposters. Such a blast, I actually think they enjoyed defaming quite a number of swindlers. Yet, there was also the evil side of them, soon enough spiced by the Lich crazyness. It was hard times for tribes to recover in, but recover some surely did.
Around year 650, some clan and tribes, saw families rise and surpass leaders of old. Soon many a family had grown into such power, that they began struggling for countrywide leadership. Oh, so sad the Age of Hordes was, people who thought themselves protected one day, saw their leaders defeated the next, and with that themselves either enslaved, drafted, or killed. The brutality ran hard, and everywhere theee was crusified, impaled, caged, hanged, and broken bodies. Surely it was a feast, for Monster, and Beast.
But as some hordes gained enough power, peace slowly came to the lands, and raids stopped. Instead things turned ugly at meetings and court hearings, were the bright headed, and clever mouthed, fought wars of words. This twist of things, was what led to the 1st Alliance, and a final war to end wars –oh the irony, and Godly jest.
The Great Invasion, showed us all, that the gods indeed are twisting things, to suit their own internal contest. And although dangerous, theres more and more, speaking openly against energizing them by praise, Magic, and Astravel. , and are the path out of their giggling insanity.
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Its the place in the world… aside from Mt. Vula… where Gods most likely are met…
Last Updated on 2023-12-05 by IoM-Christian