The Age Of Darkness

A thousand years ago, a prophecy was written down, called the Dark Tides. It foretold of a time when the world would fall into darkness, when the greatest of man’s kingdoms would be be divided by war and when plague and famine would ravage the land. The World of Naeja would be cast into shadow and corruption would fester her wounds. However, the prophecy also foresaw the birth of a hero, a light that would shine as a beacon in the darkness, to lead the people through these dark times. But, as with any spark, at its brightest moment it would burn out and leave the world in darkness. The hero would one day die, and thus the world descend into an Age of Darkness.

Like all prophecies, the means may be obscure but the ends are inevitable. These Dark Tides began with a moment of glory, when it seemed all the world united in peace. The Ryoshans had finally fallen back from their assault upon the southern shores of the vast Ronan Kingdom. All of Verosia was under the rule of the Triumverate; the King, the Magi, and the Ronan Church, who worked in a balanced unison to assure peace and justice. Even the ancient lands of Old Camus were being recivilized, the ruins of the Ronan ancestors unearthed and the barbarians who now resided there subdued. It is true that even the other races of the world seemed to live in harmony with the Duneimen. The Folkin lived amongst the Ronans, their fair country of farms and shires simply another duchy in the greater kingdom. The Bamorians also oft lived amongst the men, though their mountainous penninsula of Bamoria remained their own. Many Bamorians joined in Rona’s wars in exchange for land in the mountains of Verosia, and half the Ronan fleet had been built by Bamorian boatwrights, giving their warships the strength to withstand Ryoshan cannons. The Gelvani, though hidden in the vale of their ancient forest, also held an alliance with the Duneimen against their common foe, the Orcs. Together Rona and Mirivia had driven these creatures of corruption to the very fringes of their dark forests. Even the Duervar, most ancient of all the Children of Naeja, who claimed all the far reaches of the vast earthly mountains as their own, counted the Ronans amongst their allies. The Duervar sold Rona their precious metals and gems, and even their famed steel; , and in turn they could purchase the finest produce the fertile lands of Rona could spring forth. The Duervar became particularly fond of barley, hops and malt; from which they could concoct those ancient brews their Gods passed down to them. Yes, it was truly a Golden Age.

Then, though, the troubles began, as foretold in the Dark Tides Prophecy.
A ball of fire, some call it a star, fell upon Mirivia, leaving a massive crater and sending a plume of ash into the sky that blots out the sun for months. A blood-war begins between the gelvani of Shanothyr and Mirivia.

Over the next ten years a drought ravages the lands of Parthus. The realm no longer produces what it did before. A famine begins, and at the same time Triumverates decided they could no longer support the large army stationed there in case of further Ryoshan hostilities. It had been almost twenty years since the war and as such they disbanded the Parthan forces. As these men returned home they found that the Ronans had given most of their lands away to foreigners and those loyal to the Ronan Church. What more, they now had no means to support themselves or their families. What little land they retained suffered from the same drought as the rest. It wasn't long before the Parthans reformed their army and marched upon Tharthin. The King handled the revolt admirabley, and offered a truce, but at the peace talks the Duke of Sartha, the Parthan leader, is assassinated. This leads to all out war.

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