The Garden of the New Born - The Yrdlings

The tumult of Zarthum’s arrival in Qadal, including the deaths of Aebaster and Corgastor, completely undermined the status quo that existed for thousands of years. The Ebal’eshan, who had been relegated to Voryndal after the First Feud, finally had an opportunity to break beyond their traditional home and slip into the home of the Alor’eshan. The door lay open, as the Alor’eshan were weak and unable to to bar them. Aebaster, Dholgoum, and Moriv were killed among the Alor’eshan, leaving only Borsod, Yada, and Mesian left among the original number. Disorganized, weak- it was an invitation for chaos. Whilst many of the Ebal’eshan entered Qadal, a particular light will be shed upon Dyap, whose origins were settled deep within the earliest days of the world.
She was the creation of Qázun, meant to be a trusted companion in a world wrought by the internal conflicts of the Eshan. In that capacity she Served her master well and brought him joy throughout the hard-working years of his experimentation and creation of living entities. When others arrived to share their home and Qázun’s knowledge, Dyap accepted them gladly. Soon, the two of them dwelled in Zaregallis with the group of Ebal’eshan who collectively called themselves the Qazunari. The years passed by the dozens whilst the Eshan and Dyap lived under Qázun’s watchful eyes- together they created many of the beasts which roam the modern world. It was a paradise, an oasis of peace and creativity in a world otherwise subject to the machinations of the powerful.
For sorrow, it was not destined to last. One fateful day it was decided by the other Eshan to travel to Zaregallis and inspect the works of Qázun and his followers. Dyap was ecstatic with the opportunity to entertain visitors, but Qázun was terrified. He told her to hide and remain hidden, and to not make herself known. Voices rang through the halls of Zaregallis, unfamiliar dialetcs and speaking strange sounds. Dyap listened with interest but was frightened when the words flared into anger! They yelled among each other and at one another, howling about mortals and strange creations- perhaps the meant the Viscari which Qazun had worked so tirelessly upon? Stone quavered and shook with their dissent and anger, on and on they fought. Dyap turned from the worst of it and protected herself from the din. When it was finally over, Qazun stalked back into the room with a face pale and tense. He lamented that Ácolitus and the other Eshan discovered his greatest project, unfortunately well before the time was proper for presentation. Ácolitus bid that he destroys the Viscari and abandon the concept of mortal creation, yet Aebaster and his allies leapt to his unnecessary defense and bid he continue working. The two sides clashed bitterly then departed in murderous silence. A fight was looming- before long Aebaster and Ácolitus would lead their alliances into the deadly battles of the First Feud, from which Qazun would not emerge alive.
Dyap survived the First Feud and escaped Qazun’s workshop where the fighting was most fierce. She remained distant from the affairs of Esha for millenia, growing in power but afraid to explore. This was unchanged until the great tumults of the Wandering era, wherein the status quo which regulated Eshanic existence collapsed.
Contrary to the streak of naivity and innocence associated with Dyap, she was still clever and learned from Qazun her ancient master. Fear gnawed at her heart as she entered Qadal, and thus Dyap created a manner of nemeshir derived from the Eshara gathered over centuries. She called it --. The whole of its properties and ramifications are discussed elsewhere, but in the realm of race this was her foundation.
The first plant Dyap touched with this manufactured power was a grey weeping tree. Its boughs hung low and it was the first powerful growth which she discovered in her wandering south from Nemrohed. She gave it power and watched how a manner of life was granted to it, though without the motions, nor verbiage, nor thoughts made typical among mortal races. They communicated through a subtle series of sensational hints, wherein small pulses of emotional energy were passed from touch or short distant emission.
Perhaps unappreciated by the other Eshan and overlooked by Dyap herself was the significance of her creation. Never before was a creation of substance, being mere floral life, granted life nor means to independently manipulate the world. These rights were reserved for instinctual beings and reasoning beings crafted by the Eshan themselves.
Unlike the whole span of greater mortality, the Yrd brought into existence with – were not meshed between Eshara and mundane elements. Instead, they were imposed upon substance entities such a floral life, with no mechanisms to impose upon instinct nor sentinent creatures. The various plants, fungus, and other growths which became the Yrd were vessels to this power. Racially speaking, the benefit was that Dyap’s power could proliferate easily among these beings- making them powerful in large numbers. The negative is within the lack of binding, rendering the Yrd quite weak individually. A warrior might strike the life from one growth and extinguish it forver. Energy that departs a Yrdic being does not travel to Kovûl before dissipating into energy. It is simply lost and dispersed within the local environment of death.
After the extraordinary success of Dyap’s personally crafted power, she displayed the laxidazical attitude for which she is notorious among the Eshan. She diminished in interest and then quite abandoned the Yrd to their own devices.
While neither buildings nor culture are hallmarks of Yrdic existence, the region which the grey weeping tree was once touched operates as a social center. What name it possesses among the Yrd themselves is completely unknown, for they do not possess the language to articulate it.
In conflict, the race proved devastatingly effect against unprepared Aemar and Daorhu formations.