Ancient to Classical History of the Yeshen People

The Birth of a Culture, and Seeds of Destruction

Classical History

The Yesh-him found a place that they believe had been prophesied to them. They had been wandering the oceans, meeting difficulty after difficulty, with trials and tribulations too often to tolerate. They consulted their oracle moon after moon, and no answer came. They camped, they traveled, they hunted, they defended themselves, and then they moved on again. But then oracle woke up and spoke, saying simply, “Yesh-him, you are here.”
Cautiously, the people moored their ships and pulled themselves up out of the water and wandered the beaches, staying together for protection. They found many inlets and estuaries, many cliffs both high and low, and many forests above. There were animals for hunting and food to be gathered. There were reefs for fishing and other gathering. There seemed no one else here. The Yesh-him cautiously began building a civilization there, and they did so for many years, sometimes taking their culture far inland. There were many signs of civilization already there, but the Yeh-him could find no one there to claim it, so after several dozen years they forgot.
Songs and stories blossomed into incredible art forms, and Yesh-him deities were developed, called upon, and relationships built. It was a time of great wonder and joy, a good time to be alive as a Yesh-him, an age of fruitfulness and beauty.
They did not know, however, that they had indeed pushed a race out of their place. The Krakken, a draconic lizard-like race, had claimed this land for as long as anyone could remember, and they hid in fear, watching while their lands were taken. As is their way, they withdrew and planned the Yesh-hims’ demise, building their power, building armed forces, and building magical might.
Indeed their sorcerers and wizards worked day and night to generate a power that would unleash fire, the likes that had never been known, to destroy the interlopers. They spent day and night building this power source, until one day it was time to unleash. They hordes of Krakken came out of the hills, and the forest was unleashed, and everything burned. (In fact, far much more than the Krakken had intended, but that’s another story.)
In any case came the Great Conflagration, and in a matter of days the entire edge of the continent had been destroyed in the Wrath of the Krakken. Needless to say, the power unleashed was far greater than even the Krakken sorcerers could have predicted, and the land all the way to the mountains (and as it turns out, beyond) scorched and burned to black.
The Yesh-him managed to take to their ships in time, and most of them were saved from the conflagration’s fate. They sped across the Sea of Silver, knowing only that they might get away. With Hal-Nereshi as a guide, they came within days to new shores--the shores of Little Dream. After a month of mourning and shock, they looked around and saw a land fit for building and planting, and a marine environment both beautiful and pristine.

Long Before: ... Ancient Yeshen History

So the Yesh-him were born of Yevarra by the thousands, and she lived agelessly for many millenia. Finally, she left them, and no one knows why. Some pessimists believe that her leaving was the first sign of the very end. And the Yesh-him that survive worry that it may come to be.
The Yesh-him were a nomadic people at this time, thousands of years ago, and they had numerous conflicts with dangerous sea people and environments, many conflicts and competitions with other beings for resources and territory. It was a hard time for the race, with a steep curve of growth in terms of cohesiveness of community and also getting along in a harsh environment.
During this time, the Yesh-him left behind many other ruins--most of them below the sea, but some remarkably above, and very odd to see amidst the other ruins of Northeastern Little Dream. The Northeastern cultures revered these temples (which are both above and below the sea) as at very least taboos or cursed places, but more like just strange aberrations. Needless to say they steered clear of them and left them alone, otherwise they would be completely lost.
The ancient times ended when the Yesh-him decided to settle in one place.