Post by sharkitect on May 23, 2016 21:55:22 GMT -6
Before the rise of the king, before the kingdom was set in place, before The Gods once again granted their favor upon this land...there was war. It was a dark age, where war ravaged all the lands for centuries, conflict soon being replaced by another conflict. It was in the latest age of these wars that one man finally stood up and said enough. He was Justinian Mannoroth, a humble farmer who received visions from the great Emperor of all humanity to unite all mankind in the land under one banner. He rose up, uniting the scattered tribes of Sentea, and moving on the crusade to unite all of the kingdoms: Hibernia, Genovia, Arria, and Teng'se. Mannoroth didn't live to see the fruits of his dream, but it came true nonetheless. Finally, all the land was united under one banner: The kingdom of Torgia.
And for a time, it was peaceful.
All of it changed with one man: Alistar Cromwell. He was an ambitious member of the king's court who received another vision from a god: The secret to manipulating magical energy. Mortals would finally have access to power undreamed of. He lead a magical revolution, all too glad to be at its helm. The abuse of magic ran rampant, plunging Torgia into another time of chaos as mages used magic without heed to the consequences. And they were dire indeed. For Cromwell's benefactor was not a god, not in the slightest. It was the Avatar of Evil, a being from another realm that taught man magic knowing they would abuse it...and weaken their worlds energy and defenses enough for him to slip through.
Another dark age began as pure evil began bleeding into the world, bringing with it monsters and creatures of nightmare, ravaging the land and laying waste to many. It seemed like Torgia was doomed to forever be under the heel of the Avatar.
Then they came: The Pantheon. five warriors, one from each land, rose together as one. They were mighty warriors and fierce mages in their own right, and they challenged the Avatar himself to direct combat...and won. Its evil purged, Torgia nevertheless was changed. Monsters still inhabit the world, and dark forces are still in hiding. Torgia has rebuilt, but the scars of evil still remain.
That was 1000 years ago. Time enough for the threat to pass into mere legend, seemingly so far away.
But Evil does not forget.
And for a time, it was peaceful.
All of it changed with one man: Alistar Cromwell. He was an ambitious member of the king's court who received another vision from a god: The secret to manipulating magical energy. Mortals would finally have access to power undreamed of. He lead a magical revolution, all too glad to be at its helm. The abuse of magic ran rampant, plunging Torgia into another time of chaos as mages used magic without heed to the consequences. And they were dire indeed. For Cromwell's benefactor was not a god, not in the slightest. It was the Avatar of Evil, a being from another realm that taught man magic knowing they would abuse it...and weaken their worlds energy and defenses enough for him to slip through.
Another dark age began as pure evil began bleeding into the world, bringing with it monsters and creatures of nightmare, ravaging the land and laying waste to many. It seemed like Torgia was doomed to forever be under the heel of the Avatar.
Then they came: The Pantheon. five warriors, one from each land, rose together as one. They were mighty warriors and fierce mages in their own right, and they challenged the Avatar himself to direct combat...and won. Its evil purged, Torgia nevertheless was changed. Monsters still inhabit the world, and dark forces are still in hiding. Torgia has rebuilt, but the scars of evil still remain.
That was 1000 years ago. Time enough for the threat to pass into mere legend, seemingly so far away.
But Evil does not forget.
