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Note: This is information that all the races in Khazad'dir basically know. For something a specific race knows that the others do not, look under that races' heading.
History of Khazad'dir
In the beginning, there were the gods. The gods were might beings whose energies were so great that they could not be contained on this plane for an extended period of time. They are native to another plane of existence and gave birth to the beings in this world of Khazad'dir.
During the First Age of Khazad'dir, the gods walked on the earth and their power was great. In the center of Khazad'dir there was a city that was the gateway between this plane and the plane of the gods. It held all their magic and all of their powers. It was from there that they ruled Khazad'dir.
But after thousands upon thousands of years, the power of the gods began to wane. They could no longer live, walk, or use their powers on this plane. With the last of their powers here, they sealed away their city, but were unable to destory it.
The gods faded away from this plane, leaving it in the hands of the people who dwelled here. But unsatisfied with the loss of control, the gave unto one race their power. A power that allowed them to summon, a power that allowed them to use the magic of the gods.
So marked the end of the First Age.
During the Second Age of Khazad'dir, this blessed race-whose name has been lost-ruled over all peoples. Using the power of the gods, they were the religious leaders, the government, the teachers, the lords, the magicians, the masters. Civilization in Khazad'dir grew to its highest peak.
Then the first Wielders were born. And after them, the first Transmuters.
As these new sub-races began to grow and flourish, the race who ruled over all began to grow nervous. Not only had they become consumed with their own importance and had begun to think of themselves as gods (for they could rule on this plane and their gods could not), but they viewed these new races as a threat to their power and rule.
They are the ones who began the Cursed War, two and half millenia after the beginning of the Second Age.
The war itself lasted 500 years, devastating the land. When it finally ended, the once superior race was stripped of all its divine powers and dubbed The Cursed. They retreated into the Dark Jungle to the South, and settled in the Wastelands in its center.
And so began the Third Age.
The first hundred years saw the rebuilding of many of the cities in Khazad'dir. The second hundred years saw the Transmuters grow in power and eventually become the present day Nobles. From the third century until the present, Wielders grew until they were the dominant subrace, Transmuters faded until many question if they ever existed at all, and the world once more began to grow in civilization.
The present time is year 599 of the Third Age of Khazad'dir, the age of Enlightenment. It was so dubbed in the year 500 when Maro'lir, Headmaster of the largest University in Hav'reen lay on his deathbed and whispered of how proud and honored he was to live in this Age of Enlightenment. He was a great man and much revered, so the name quickly spread among the people of Khazad'dir.
Recently, the people of Khazad'dir have begun trading with their Northern neighbors, the Oyaahans. And unrest has begun to spread as the Third Age turns to its sixth century.
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Specifics of History to Race
Oyaahans
According to Oyaahan history, they were among the people of Khazad'dir during the First Age and through most of the Second Age. When the race that would become the Cursed began to oppress the other races more and more (especially when every Oyaahan was being born a Wielder), the entire race fled into the mountains and sealed themselves away from the rest of Khazad'dir.
There, their race grew and flourished and formed its current culture. When the Cursed War began to escalate in violence (about a hundred years into it), many of them fled into the caves all over their mountainous countryside, keeping themselves hidden and away from the chaos that could have spread to them. For a hundred years, every Oyaahan migrated into the caverns in their mountains and cliffs and there they stayed for another hundred before they began to venture out again. It took another two hundred years for them to repopulate their countrysides.
The next 500 years since then saw them improve and grow to become a vibrant, civilized race, much like the rest of Khazad'dir (if not a bit more advanced). About midway through this current century they opened their doors again to begin trading with their southerly neighbors and reestablish the companionship that has long been lost.
The Cursed:
During their reign of the second Age, the Wastlelands came into existence. The center of the Dark Jungle was created by them in their experiments with magic and their growing civilization. It was their dumping ground for all that was vile. Now, nothing grows there, nothing lives there, and in their penance for what they reaped during the war, it was to there that they retreated.
A hundred years into their exile, the first Bloodholder was born. A child with red eyes. Her name is not spoken, her name has long been forgotten, but it is as cursed as the rest of their existence.
The Bloodholder girl child was beaten to death.
Since then, more children have been born Bloodholders. More and more with each passing generation. Most die before the age of 25 at the hands of their own people. Those who don't, either flee into the Dark Jungle and perish there, or they make it into Khazad'dir to live the life an outcast and die alone.
FireSprite_Kailel · Tue Jul 18, 2006 @ 06:46pm · 0 Comments |
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As we're nearing opening and as everyone has been really active lately, I'm thinking of opening my RP sometime this week. Starting recruiting and stuff. I would do it right now, but I'm having problems as I can't post anything in the forums. It's not letting me post any replies to any threads.
It makes me very sad.
I'm going to see if I restart my computer and try to see if I can get any of this to work. It could be gaia and not my comp, but heh. You never know.
FireSprite_Kailel · Mon Jul 17, 2006 @ 07:49pm · 0 Comments |
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