Battle of the Planes

Military: Battle

In the mystical convergence of elemental planes, the Battle of the Planes unfolded, orchestrated by the malevolent Abraxas. With fiery intent, Abraxas sought four dark artifacts guarded by elemental lords, envisioning their fusion into the legendary Armour of the Damned. Initiating a relentless campaign, he conquered each elemental realm, claiming the artifacts and executing a dark ritual. Yet, an imperfection in the arcane tapestry left remnants of the artifacts, discarded by Abraxas into the abyss. Unbeknownst to him, these remnants held dormant darkness, awaiting discovery by those hungering for power in the tumultuous aftermath. The forging of the Armour of the Damned cast an ominous shadow over the Crean Isles, signaling a looming era of chaos in the unfolding saga of the Dark War.

In the nebulous tapestry of the elemental planes, where the forces of fire, water, earth, and air converged upon the material realm, the Battle of the Planes unfolded, etching a sinister chapter in the unfolding saga of the Dark War.   Abraxas, the harbinger of shadows, stood alone on the precipice of the elemental realms. His eyes, ablaze with malevolent intent, discerned the presence of four elemental lords, each guarding a dark artifact that held untold power. These artifacts, once combined, were rumored to forge a weapon of unparalleled might—the legendary Armour of the Damned.   With an army of the undead at his command, Abraxas, clad in the shadows, initiated a campaign into each elemental plane. The lords, guardians of their respective domains, fell one by one beneath the relentless onslaught. The fiery citadel, the cavernous depths, the swirling tempest, and the aquatic abyss—all succumbed to the creeping tide of darkness.   As each elemental lord met their demise, their dark artifacts were seized by Abraxas, the fragments of their power adding to the growing malevolence within the shadowy ensemble. With the four artifacts in his possession, Abraxas, bearing divine powers, commenced the dark ritual to meld them into the fabled Armour of the Damned.   However, the arcane tapestry of the ritual was imperfect, leaving residual fragments of the artifacts. Aware of the potential consequences, Abraxas, with an instinctive aversion to the prospect of a second Armour of the Damned, discarded these remnants into the abyss between realms.   Unbeknownst to him, the remnants lingered, a dormant potential for darkness waiting to be discovered by those who sought power in the chaotic aftermath of the elemental convergence. The forging of the Armour of the Damned marked a pivotal moment, its ominous silhouette casting a lengthening shadow over the unraveling tapestry of the Crean Isles.