Az Ismert
25th of Dawnbreak, 15 AoS
Gods, Demons and Serpents
In a realm veiled by darkness, a cosmic symphony unfolded, birthing gods, demons, and serpents in its ethereal dance. From the depths of eternity, the Age of Birth emerged, a genesis of wonders and marvels.
Solis, the radiant Sun Serpent, and Dendar, the enigmatic Night Serpent, emerged from an ancient egg, twined in celestial embrace. As Solis traversed the heavens, celestial trails of light adorned his path, coiling into a celestial orb that nestled gently in the expanse. The Quiet, born of Dendar's shadow, wove these trails, shaping them into the tapestry of stars that adorned the firmament. Shedding its skin, Dendar vanished into the enigmatic abyss, leaving The Quiet to mold the discarded husk into planets, adrift in the cosmic sea.
Within the egg's shell, a tiny serpent named Jormungandr slithered into the vast oceanic depths of Vitore, embarking on its enigmatic journey. But The Quiet yearned for companionship in this celestial realm. She imbued life into the moon, and thus the moon elves were born, their home named Arnadithil. Life's essence flowed through Vitore, imbuing existence with vitality and splendor. Mountains birthed the resolute Dwarves, forests sprouted the graceful Wood Elves, and valleys gave rise to the merry Halflings. As frozen realms stretched northward, the indomitable Ganyd emerged, and within the mossy embrace, The Spriggans took form.
Life's essence coursed through Vitore, shaping a symphony of beings, its touch birthing diversity and grandeur. But life's journey reached a pinnacle, and within the humble earth, mud and silt stirred. From this primordial crucible, the first humans emerged, bearing whispers of traits from the creations that came before. Thus, creation attained its zenith, a testament to the divine craftsmanship.
Solis, rejoicing in the fervor and yearning of creation, radiated forth with fiery passion, igniting the earth with molten fury. From the ashes arose the Phoerrim, majestic creatures forged in his divine crucible. Meanwhile, The Quiet, longing for presence, sculpted beings in her own visage, birthing the Demon Princes who would preside over creation alongside the gods. Within the shadowed abyss, the Night Serpent stirred, devouring the Nightmares spawned by The Quiet's Creations, manifesting mortal fears into corporeal horrors. To this day, the essence of Nightmares dwells within every monstrous form that roams Vitore.
Champions emerged across time, heroes who confronted the children of Dendar, battling the malevolent Demon Princes and safeguarding the realm. These heroes, ascendant in their valor, transformed into gods, forming the esteemed Palaneirrim. Serpents, demons, and mortals-turned-deities united, guiding the destinies of Vitore and its denizens.
Through epochs, kingdoms rose and fell, and the tapestry of Vitore resounded with tragedies and triumphs, pulsating with the vigor of life. Yet, destiny cast a somber shadow upon the horizon. Over two millennia past, the firmament ignited in flames, rending the clouds asunder and immolating the continent of Vaalnurreth, birthing the desolate Radiant Void that haunts the land.
The Age of Serpents unfurled its enigmatic coils, and within its embrace, Thiazade and Meretseger were born, heralding an era of temples and arcane orders. The Radiant Void cast its baleful influence, and Varyx, the Witch of The Wastes, wove forbidden magics, engendering Cauldron-Born mutations with untamed essence drawn from the abyssal abyss.
Yet, even amidst shadows, gleams of peace emerged. The Age of Peace blossomed, granting respite from the ravages of conflict. Kingdoms burgeoned, cities flourished, and realms thrived. But tranquility, a fragile illusion, yielded to the inexorable march of time.
Darkness, like an ancient leviathan, awakened from its slumber, heralding the Age of Darkness. The Blood Court descended upon Valinor, obliterating its splendor and usurping its majesty. Avaneir, the Avenging Wraith, Ceelia Shyrethen, Klik the Skeleton Necromancer, Empress Eleonora Villareal III, and Vahreez the Mad stood as both bane and boon, intertwining their fates with the realm.
The Age of Darkness waned, its obsidian grip loosening, yet not without profound scars etched upon the realm. The Mon 'tamanar faced near-annihilation, consumed by an enigmatic force. In the wake of shadows, Spokstadt and Khezzen Dur emerged as bastions of hope, guiding souls through the abyss.
From the twilight's embrace, the Age of Shards emerged, its shards of destiny scattered across the tapestry of Vitore. Altarus and Basalt stood as citadels of resilience, and in a maelstrom of forgotten memories, The Great Confusion swept through the realm, erasing two centuries of recollections. Only cryptic engravings on tombstones whispered of the enigmatic event.
Amidst the enigma, Avandra sprouted like a celestial bloom, a nexus of trade and prosperity that mesmerized the realm. The threads of fate intertwined, spinning tales of valor and discovery, as the Age of Shards neared its denouement. And now, as the Goddess of Life prepares for rebirth, the veil between past and future thins, and the realms of gods, demons, and mortals converge once more.
Thus, the timeless tale of Vitore unfolds, a symphony of light and darkness, where destinies intertwine, and the ebb and flow of existence shape the tapestry of eternity.
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