the beginning (just another story)

[blood-raven]

thousant's of years ago, the world was completly different, the elfs where yet to emerge and our world as we know it today was ruled by strange humanoid's, who the later elfs called 'starit' or 'the old ones'.
the sky was filled with clouds and never could the sun shine on these barren lands. but then, a small part of the clouds for only a small amount of time started to clear, a small sunbeam fell to the ground and with the communion of sun and earth grow a new thing, a tree, the oldest of all tree's and the mother of all life. the tree began to spread seads on to the ground and the first of the elfs apeared, and slowly but steadily they gained numbers, the starit did not trust the newcommers and started to provoce the elfs by slavery.
as years past the elfs started to form an underground rebelion against there masters and a few decenia later they formed an army under fistrius, there leader and first of all elfs, the elfs went into battle in a place called arvani (now arvanna woods) the battle was fierce and the ground began to crumble under the constant batteling and the blood that was spilled the ground it's redish color it still has today (all though it's more orange now to the leafs falling). but the elfs emerged victorious and cast the remainder of the starit to takatat radah, or 'the far land' beyond the land that is now called ignis the elfes imprissoned there former masters and sealed them so they would never emerge again, the screems, hatred, and curses of the starit made the ground infertile and the desert apeared.

this story is in construcion but please let me know if u want it to read it further, hope u like it and perhaps makes u look differnet to our realm

thx for ur comment

ps. srr for my crappy english

[Hamster_of_sorrow]

not bad. it has a mythology type feel.

[blood-raven]

thousant's of years ago, the world was completly different, the elfs where yet to emerge and our world as we know it today was ruled by strange humanoid's, who the later elfs called 'starit' or 'the old ones'.
the sky was filled with clouds and never could the sun shine on these barren lands. but then, a small part of the clouds for only a small amount of time started to clear, a small sunbeam fell to the ground and with the communion of sun and earth grow a new thing, a tree, the oldest of all tree's and the mother of all life. the tree began to spread seads on to the ground and the first of the elfs apeared, and slowly but steadily they gained numbers, the starit did not trust the newcommers and started to provoce the elfs by slavery.

as years past the elfs started to form an underground rebelion against there masters and a few decenia later they formed an army under fistrius, there leader and first of all elfs, the elfs went into battle in a place called arvani (now arvanna woods) the battle was fierce and the ground began to crumble under the constant batteling and the blood that was spilled the ground it's redish color it still has today (all though it's more orange now to the leafs falling). but the elfs emerged victorious and cast the remainder of the starit to takatat radah, or 'the far land' beyond the land that is now called ignis the elfes imprissoned there former masters and sealed them so they would never emerge again, the screems, hatred, and curses of the starit made the ground infertile and the desert apeared.

as they start to develop there new conquered kingdom they chose fistrius as there king and found the city of fisgeal, short for 'fistrius victory' 'fistrius gealah'.
as the sky began to clear deu to the elves magic there began more and more tree's to grow, in arvanna the tree's never where healthy as they are today.

as some of the elves more adventurous types began to explore there new lands they went to lands that are now known as alsius there the found some gold and crystals near the mountains and began to dig into the earth in search of more wealth, there hard work fertilized the earth around them and the first dwarfs apeared, the elves at first found the new species a bit funny, they where small and had hear on the wrong side of there heads but as the time went by and more dwarfs apeared they were irritated by the fact those litle creatures showed no interest in personal hygiene, witch was very important in elvish culture.
they let the dwarfs do all the work in the mines as they liked there and where built for it and elves didn't like that dirty job.
they brought some of the new race back to there homes in syrthis and let them built there cities as they could make beautifull things with stone, in fact the large wall built to protect syrthis is built with dwarven knowledge that the elves gained over time.

some time later a new race apeared from other continents, the elves called them 'utghars' or 'those beyond our realm'.
they where strange, had hear everywhere and big hornes came out of there head, the elves at first where suspicious because of the strange apearence and there complete lack in leadership, they where an very independant people.
they went west to settle in alsius, a word from there language meaning 'new home'.

because non of the races realy liked eachother they decided it would be better if they could create a new race, the elves gave it intelegence and beauty, the dwarfs strenght and will and the utghars gave it independence and versatility, the first humans where born as a sort of 'diplomats' between the old races but as they apeared it was clear there was no way they would bend to eny one, thx to the independance the utghars gave them, the humans who where first born where rather loyal to the elves but as new humans appeared, they where more intrested in there own place in this world, the elves cast the humans to molokus (now ignis) and the humans became known as the moloks, the utghars took there humans with them and called them 'nordos' or 'newlings'. the few humans that remained where the first alturians or 'large men' because they where mutch bigger than an elf.

the humans that where cast to the desert where filled with hatred due to the magic of the imprisoned startit on one side and there forced exile by the elves on the other. they found some ancient magical structures who belonged to the startit and learned to use there magic who was far more eficient than the magic the elves used. they felt the time was right and they had the numbers, the strength and the will to invade there land, the land where they where created and like they felt, there rightious homes.

so they asembled there army from all corners of the dessert and marched to syrthis.
the elves unaware of the danger comming, where minding there own affairs and where happy untill news spread that forward setlements where under attack by humans, as the elven scouts arived at the setlements they only found dead bodies and burned houses, the elven king was enraged but as the law dictated, he had to ask his people first. as he shouted over fisgael what they would do now, the elves stood up and shouted back 'TO WAR!' and they went to there homes and picked up there old bows and arrows, made new armor and those with magical feelings where sent to the academy to be trained as warlocks or conj. the first time that the difference was made between the two subclasses because the conjurers where needed to support stranglers and survivers in small towns. the alturians where send to the barracks to get there warrior training. and the new army assembled, thousands of elves and humans began marching towarts the molok army to begin the first of what was to become the longest war till that day, also the elves began to understand there bond with nature and trained there archers to communicate with nature, the first hunters apeared and they where very effective in screening the enemy and hit 'n' run attacks, the moloks on there side began with a more drastic way of magic, necromancy, seeing that they where outnumbered by there enemies they started to let the dead rise again, this was there idea of a conjurer as they found the elven conjurer redunant in battle.
the battle took hight in the battle of the plains where an army of eferidain (elven chosen soldiers) battled an molok/undead army.
thanks to the elvan warlocks who found a way to send the undead back at there masters.
the army of the moloks was uterly destroyed and ran back to the desert, the war was over.
the elves builded a fort at the site called 'herbred' meaning 'i stand'.

but the elvan empire was in crisis, they lost many people under the constant fighting and most of the small towns where annihilated.
the elven king desided that a wall needed to be built to protect the homeland.
so with the help of the dwarfs they built the great wall witch still stands today, an old relic of friendship between dwarfs and elfs.
some of the elfs found some of the molok books of magic and found it rather intresing and soon became obsesed by it, they demanded that the molokan way's where introduced into the elvan magic, somthing the king and archmages could not alow because the elvan magic was to built and help, not destrucion. they exiled everyone (human and elf) who even dared to speek in favour of the molok magic.
filled with hatred to there formar kin they went to the molok land and called it 'ignis' or 'land of fire' there they learned the molok magic and ever stood since side by side the molok to protect what they had and to gain what was rightfully there's.

also the dwarfs had severly suffered from the molok attack, seen as inferiour beings the moloks had slaughtered them by a dozen and started to migrate out of syrthis in search of new lands, they could think of nothing else then there land of birth, alsius, so they went there and fought the nordo's for a brief moment because they mistook them for moloks who where plundering the area. the dwarfs brought not only skill in building but also hatred against the moloks and everyone who stand with them, they suffered to mutch, they could not forget nor forgive. so they also builded wall to protect there lands agains ignian looters and perhaps later invasions.
and persuade the other inhabitants to fight against ignis as they to had suffered from the ignian looters.

the ignians saw they where in a nasty situation and tried to find a way to put alsius and syrthis against each other, witch was tough because the utghars and elves liked each other like good neighbours but there spy network did there work, they found out the utghars where secretly helping the moloks in the past war because they felt that they needed to help there own creation, afterall it was the utghars who gave the humans independence. they past that information to the elves and the started to argue wetter or not this info was treu and what they needed to be done about it, the syrthians needed only a small puch and the ignians hitted there target, they attacked a small syrthian trade caravan and left the weapons they had recieved from the utghars behind so it would look like an alsius attack, the elves took the bait and a small army was despached to attack aslius.

the war began, the endless war in witch i was borne and i will perish.



this is just a story that popped out of my mind and just to give some 'history' to this game, hope u like it, i tryed to find the names in other languages as 'startit' is based on a kroatian word (according to google).
thx for ur comment

ps. srr for my crappy english

[bois]

Good attempt. Shows promise.

If you do attempt to write some more (I hope you will) it would be nice to see it in maybe 3 parts, with each one showing a particular realm"s perspective to the others. In other words develop each realm's lore.

Artec

[blood-raven]

meh, don't think enny one is interested, so u can close this