The Great Sunder
As described in S1E7 - The Ivory Library
as told by Aechelus VII Chief Historian of the Ivory Library The personalities of the deities had grown much over time and became the entities we, the civilized West have come to know as such. The Knight using the might of righteous war to drive peace while the Prince applied the selfish war for his own aims. The Maiden in her flighty youthful imperfections was still good at heart, while the Hag was the first, therefore the foremost power of the elements themselves. The Judge used the gavel and the scales to ensure fair justice regardless of right or wrong while the ferryman waits for us all on his river of death.
We were their children, as were the dragons.
While all 6 of the holy pantheon stood a question came up. Some say it was the Ferryman whispering something to the Maiden that she turned away revulsed while he snickered at her reaction into his dark musty sleeve.
Whatever it was it has been lost to time. What is more important is the outcome.
The Gods shouted at each other and began splitting away from each other the knight and maiden on one side and the Prince and Ferryman on the other of their great hall. The stone watched on looking for balance. The Hag worried about her children stepped back as well.
The gods called to their children the dragons to take their side to assist in the stones judgement. But to their surprise the dragons split perfectly even, to each of their parents.
The children of The knight were judged half to be strong bastions of valor and good. The other half were found guilty of enslaving the people of the desert (and possibly some halflings we suppose.) As the gavel struck the dragons split into Gold and Blue. Blue as a mockery to the color’s indication of honor.
The Children of the Maiden were judged as well. The evil ones had enslaved a dark race of elves corrupting them both races becoming in love with the art of poisoning. She drew tears as she banished both of them underground. Their scales becoming green to remind them of the forest they now left. She gave the good dragons a hue of brightest silver like the moon.
The Ferryman’s children had corrupted the swamps with acid and poison much to his delight. But there were the other half that had tried to not corrupt the land and instead tended it to grow and over grow protecting itself. The Ferryman made them bright copper knowing when it tarnished in death it would show a sickly green. His loyal dragons becoming jet black.
Finally the Prince stepped forward positive his dragons were all on his side. When the gavel struck he found they had already been waging a war in the northlands and some dragons had been experimenting on the Lost People. The people had split into smaller dragons in some cases, snow white in color but smaller than all the others. And for other had grown in size immensely becoming ogres and giants. Proud of their ingenuity he laughed joyously until he saw that exactly half were in fact not guilty, choosing to stay in their homes in the sand. Furious he made the corruptors Red to show his favor. The others turned into brass as he wanted them to be weaker than the steel of war.
as told by Aechelus VII Chief Historian of the Ivory Library The personalities of the deities had grown much over time and became the entities we, the civilized West have come to know as such. The Knight using the might of righteous war to drive peace while the Prince applied the selfish war for his own aims. The Maiden in her flighty youthful imperfections was still good at heart, while the Hag was the first, therefore the foremost power of the elements themselves. The Judge used the gavel and the scales to ensure fair justice regardless of right or wrong while the ferryman waits for us all on his river of death.
We were their children, as were the dragons.
While all 6 of the holy pantheon stood a question came up. Some say it was the Ferryman whispering something to the Maiden that she turned away revulsed while he snickered at her reaction into his dark musty sleeve.
Whatever it was it has been lost to time. What is more important is the outcome.
The Gods shouted at each other and began splitting away from each other the knight and maiden on one side and the Prince and Ferryman on the other of their great hall. The stone watched on looking for balance. The Hag worried about her children stepped back as well.
The gods called to their children the dragons to take their side to assist in the stones judgement. But to their surprise the dragons split perfectly even, to each of their parents.
The children of The knight were judged half to be strong bastions of valor and good. The other half were found guilty of enslaving the people of the desert (and possibly some halflings we suppose.) As the gavel struck the dragons split into Gold and Blue. Blue as a mockery to the color’s indication of honor.
The Children of the Maiden were judged as well. The evil ones had enslaved a dark race of elves corrupting them both races becoming in love with the art of poisoning. She drew tears as she banished both of them underground. Their scales becoming green to remind them of the forest they now left. She gave the good dragons a hue of brightest silver like the moon.
The Ferryman’s children had corrupted the swamps with acid and poison much to his delight. But there were the other half that had tried to not corrupt the land and instead tended it to grow and over grow protecting itself. The Ferryman made them bright copper knowing when it tarnished in death it would show a sickly green. His loyal dragons becoming jet black.
Finally the Prince stepped forward positive his dragons were all on his side. When the gavel struck he found they had already been waging a war in the northlands and some dragons had been experimenting on the Lost People. The people had split into smaller dragons in some cases, snow white in color but smaller than all the others. And for other had grown in size immensely becoming ogres and giants. Proud of their ingenuity he laughed joyously until he saw that exactly half were in fact not guilty, choosing to stay in their homes in the sand. Furious he made the corruptors Red to show his favor. The others turned into brass as he wanted them to be weaker than the steel of war.
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