Hatefire Calamity
Your seas will boil. Your mountains break. The continent and all its wretched cities shall quake. All will wither and burn under the shadow of my wings!If there is one flaw within the Children of the Gods, it is their inability to fully grasp the vengeful fury that fuels the Children of the Fallen and the lengths they will go to survive and accomplish their ultimate goal. Following the Age of Discord, the civilized world came under assault time and time again. And none would be more devastating than the wrath of the winged abominations, the reign of Dragons...
Embers of the Past
For over a thousand years, the world thought the Fallen's Children extinct, wiped out at the very end of the Age of Discord. The Tarakan eventually proved that a lie, but it was to the great relief of most that the fearsome Adjari did not reemerge as well. This proved a false hope, however. For the vile Dragons had survived in the most ancient corners of the world and slowly regained their power and numbers. Many millennia after their fall, the winged beasts of nightmare rose into the skies once again to bring doom upon their ancestral foe...Burning Skies
And emerged into a changed world. The Atenarri had long since lost their ancient home to the ceaseless Tarakan onslaught and sought refuge behind Dvergar's iron walls. Under Dvergari protection they had flourished, creating a number of Kingdoms among the land's fertile plains. Not all was well, power struggles, strife between Elf and Dwarf and betrayals of the vilest sort threatened to end the New Order itself. War with the Roje seemed eternal, few days passing peacfully along Dvergar's northern border. It was into this world that the Adjari came with the fury of a thunderstorm. How they had found Dvergar is unknown, be it instinct or sheer malice that drew them in. But all the civilized world cried in shock and horror as a thousand winged Dragons struck from the skies. Fire rained from the heavens, turning entire cities to ash in minutes. Night turned to day as a continent was lit aflame. Then Dvergar struck back. Hidden strongholds in the mountains unleashed storms of steel to cleanse the skies. Censor Taran alone is said to have downed over sixty Dragons out of an attacking swarm one hundred strong. But as they saw that that alone would not be enough, they prepared to turn the very earth against the attacker. Seven days after the war had begun, the Dwarven Mages unleashed a storm unlike ever seen before or after. Towering lightning and cutting winds tore the winged beast out of the skies and any flying to close to the ground were pierced by rising spikes of earth or drowned in erupting rivers.When the skies cleared, no Adjari dared show their face. We thought the war won. Our enemy dead once again. We should never have been so foolish.
Simmering Danger
Only a handful of Dragons survived and fled once again to remote corners of the world. Hidden from sight they changed and adapted, stewing in darker emotions to grow in power. For the winged beast were born from the dying breaths of their tortured God. They thrive on hatred and the wounds given to them by the Dvergari only served to push them to ever more monstrous heights.Slow Recovery
Short the Dragon attack may have been, but the devastation it caused cannot be denied. Large swaths of Lithian and Hebara lay in ashes. Many of the largest cities of Dvergar, such as Amaris and Cedura had been reduced to mere rubble. The Seafolk was driven off the Tolganri and many a forest temple of the Faye was turned to cinder. Even the mighty Dwarves had not escaped unscathed, with over five dozen of their strongholds destroyed, their mages exhausted and their magic depleted. The lands to the north had largely been spared by the attack and many an eye was gazing south with interest. With the threat of Orc Invasion now looming greater than ever, Dvergar began the long road toward recovery.
Silent Cunning
Rather than assault the High Kingdom once again, an action they all knew would be suicidal at best, the remaining Dragons began to act through proxies instead. Adjari can easily manipulate those of weaker will and soon poisoned words sowed chaos all over the world. Orc attacks became ever more ferocious. Trolls and Giants raged among the mountains. Out on the Ostmaar, the Seafolk turned increasingly to piracy in the face of starvation. And the Atenarri realms were rife with noble schemes and peasant rebellion. Their desperate attempt to keep the New Order alive forced the Dvergari to fight on a hundred fronts. Step by step, Dvergar died under a thousand dagger strikes.
Reign of Fire
When speaking of a Dragon Kingdom people often mean very different things. From organized states in the manner of the Elves or Dwarves to mere hunting grounds comprised of ashen wastelands.Ashen Heath
Largest example of the latter type was the domain of Isgal and her brood. From their nest in the ruins of Vianis the Adjari scoured the land for anything that could sate their hunger. All they left was a grey wasteland, where anything left alive moved in the shadows to escape the doom from the skies. In time, this wasteland encompassed all of southern Hebara.
Asganizzar
Asgan, self styled Flame of Ruin, forged himself an Empire from his throne at Amaris. His will could dominate all but the greatest of mortal creatures, Giants, Trolls, Orcs and Elves alike slaving to see his wishes fulfilled. Most cursed of all where the Dracari, Elves and Seafolk that served willingly, worshipping him in great pyramids of blackened stone.
Wandering Hell
Some Dragons choose to wander around Dvergar, taking possession of whatever stretch of land they happened upon. There they remained until the area had been wiped clean of sufficient prey and moved on. As the Dragons fed they increasingly began to spawn minor draconic creatures. In time, hordes of scaled monsters scoured the land for food.
Curtain Call
As the 14th century dawned, the Reign of Fire entered its final decades. Rivalry between the Adjari escalated into all-out conflict. Mysterious machines began to hunt them from the shadows. And even small skirmishes turned disastrous for the Dragons, even decisive victories only occurring at horrendous cost. One by one, the Dragons fell. Their realms cleansed, every hoard and nest destroyed. Isga and her brood were driven into their caves under Vianis and the ruin collapsed on top of them. Bosgal, who had tormented southern Amanra for decades, drowned in the Ostmaar fleeing from a horde of Agranikai. Soon only Asgan remained. When the Dvergari tried to end him, the Flame of Ruin proved his name worthy. In a storm of fire, he rose one last time, the land itself withering under his wings. One last time, the skies burned as Asgan raged across the land, melting armies and cities alike with his wrath. His rampage ended in the heart of the New Order itself, the Beast burning itself and nearly half of Dvergara to cinders. But as all of Dvergar breathed freely for the first time in centuries, a message arrived from Quirok Ordin. The most southern Kingdom had closed itself off in the early 1200s, remaining silent ever since. But in 1331 NR, word from the south reached the High Kingdom. It was a desperate cry for help...They will always return. No matter how many you kill. No matter how many of their armies you smash. They will return again and again and again. Until either, we or the world is nothing but ashes.
Conflict Type
War
Start Date
1101 NR
Ending Date
1327 NR
Conflict Result
New Order Victory. Adjari Decimated. Devastation of vast Swaths of Dvergar.
Location
New Order
led by Amur Scalebreaker
400 Dvergari Mages
~ 300.000 Soldiers
Survive.
Severe Casualties.
led by Amur Scalebreaker
400 Dvergari Mages
~ 300.000 Soldiers
Survive.
Severe Casualties.
Adjari Hordes
led by Ashgan, Flame of Ruin
~ 1000 Dragons
Beasts beyond Count
Annihilate All.
Unknown.
led by Ashgan, Flame of Ruin
~ 1000 Dragons
Beasts beyond Count
Annihilate All.
Unknown.
Maybe it is a twisted form of justice? Redemption by hellish fire for us who have fallen from faith, praying to the Stunties rather than the Eight who gave us life.On Flying Lizards While most people will picture Dragons when thinking of Adjari, the truth is that any ordinary lizard scurrying around is part of the group. The draconic variants are merely the largest of several hundred known. A single Dragon, be it male or female, can spawn numerous minor draconic creatures. Be it through eggs, scales or mutation. Winged Dragons only emerge as the result of two Dragons mating. The minor creatures will inevitably be drawn to a Winged Dragon, or flock of them, forming a Dragon Swarm. These will grow over time, the largest approaching 10.000+ creatures. Even a small Dragon can escalate into a massive problem given enough time, conflict and prey. While officially the Calamity ended in 1327 NR, it was only in 1512 NR that the last hoard in Dvergar was destroyed.
The fools call us parasites and leeches. Is it not the right of the stong to use the weak? How is us scouring a city any different than them culling a flock of sheep?Scalebreaker Following the Runestorm, Dvergar's mages were left powerless. They then retreated into a deep trance to recover. All except one that is. Amur of Thenpike was the youngest mage in Dvergar's history at only 102. While the others reclused themselves, Amur threw himself into the ranks of warriors to restore order in the tormented High Kingdom. Over the centuries, he became one of the most prominent defenders of Dvergar, personally leading the assault that killed Isgal. Scalebreaker found his end in the last battle against Ashgan, last seen atop the beast's head, hacking at it in cold fury shortly before the Flame of Ruin burst apart.
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by Imad Awan
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Great imagery in the battles and war.