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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GreatCthulhu" data-source="post: 4578716" data-attributes="member: 63124">With the Lathame gone, silence and peace once again settled upon the World. But Latha was deeply saddened. Not only had she given birth to a great evil, she was now alone once more. The World cried for her loss, her tears filling lakes, rivers and seas and it is said that even today some lakes are filled with Latha's tears, the water having mystical properties.Latha cried until she was too exhausted to go on. When her tears had dried, the World drifted into fitful slumber. The other gods, unable to help the World, went to gather up the remains of their fallen comrade and child, Eloeth.The attack had torn him asunder, breaking his essence and his body into thousand pieces, scattering them all over the void, beyond where light could reach them. So, Lanashta begged Ereth to find the fragments so that they could at least give Eloeth a measure of peace. Moved by Lanashta's words, Ereth went out to find the lost moon. For hundreds of years he went away until finally he came back bearing the body of the moon in his hands. Lanashta and the Shias rejoiced, but as they pieced the moon together, they found it lacking one piece.Ereth had not seen the piece lacking until now, but he knew he had searched the entire cosmos.Stricken with grief, Lanashta proclaimed that she would abandon her place in the heavens to search for Eloeth, hoping that her light could illuminate the dark places, but Ereth and the Shias were set against it, for they knew that without the sun, the World would wither and die.But Lanashta was not to be deterred from her plan and so the other gods had to hold her back by force. The struggle lasted for another eon and it was so fierce that even today, pieces of the gods can be seen falling from the sky every now and then. However, their quarrel came to a sudden end when they heard a voice cry out for peace.Stunned, they turned and saw Eloeth, wreathed in a pale, ghostly light, his divine body fully restored.The gods were overjoyed but at the same time confusion took ahold of them, for even gods do expect miracles not given by their own hands.Ereth wished to know where the missing piece had been, but Eloeth merely said he had travelled to a wondrous place, a place not for the living, a place that even the gods were forbidden to know until their time would come.Being a of godly ancestry, he had been allowed to return, but only to guide those who would lose their lives after him. Thus, Eloeth would come to be known as the Waylight, guardian of the departed.He would not say more, but before the gods could insit on a better answer, their attentions were drawn to the World once more, for something wondrous had taken place.As the World had slept, it had known dreams for the first time.And from those dreams, beings had sprung. Beings that looked so much alike the Lathame that the gods were frightened. Seeing these beings, the gods woke the World up, demanding that these new beings were destroyed, for they had no desire to see another of their own fall.But the World had a closer look at them and she saw that they were different. From her desire to make everything better, they had been gifted with a part of her own spirit. Not a divine spark, but a part of the essence of the World, a part that filled with void that had plagued the Lathame so. These beings were not free of dark thoughts, for even the gods can know anger and hate, but they were capable of everything the World had wished them to. They could feel love, desire, adoration...and most of all, they themselves were able to dream of things that were not. These beings are what we call humans, but the language of the gods calls them Amalathan, the Favoured of Latha.The World begged the gods to spare these beings, declaring that they were different and that they deserved a chance.But the gods were not so easily persuaded. So, the World took other parts of herself and gifted them to spirits of the land to create more beings.The forests became the home of the Elves, beings that were in complete harmony with the ways of the World.The mountains would give birth to the Dwarves, gruff and rocky but with an unyielding devotion.From pastures and fields would spring forth the Halflings, always wandering, peace-loving and playful.From beneath the waves the Eshanti came forth, beings as gentle as the waves but as terrifying as a deluge.And from the clouds formed the Ghallam, winged masters of storm and breeze, fickle as the wind.Once her creation had been complete, the World announced that if the gods wished to destroy all these beings, they would have to scour her completely, for these beings were now everywhere.As the gods saw her determination, they refrained, unable to hurt her even more after what had already transpired. Thus, the races of Latha were born. Phew...that's the creation myth so far. Do you want me to go on with this and detail the history of the world and the setting itself?</blockquote>

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