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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 2602712" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>An elven point of view. History part 1</strong></p><p></p><p>As requested..... here's part 1 of the campaign background:</p><p></p><p>Copied from ancient elven scrolls, as no other text remains from the time before the chaos:</p><p></p><p>1472YR-6-18 </p><p> Our temples report strained communication with our deities. Some have even fallen silent. This does not bode well, even the forest spirits seem agitated. The priests speak of sequestering themselves in the temples until an answer can be sought. The humans either do not notice or do not care, or more concerning, maybe they are not experiencing the same problems as we fey are.</p><p></p><p></p><p>1472TR-6-19</p><p> All of our communes have gone silent, even Belasarda does not answer our prayers. High priest Tallienne came to me this morning with grave news that he had prayed for a holy word this morning as he does every morning to place upon our tree of life in praise of Belasarda. However he did not receive the requested blessing this morning. He asked that all elder priests be immediately called to the temple, and that none may refuse this request. The elder priests remained in the temple the rest of the day. News came from our forests scouts that the humans seem to be experiencing something out of place as well. Fawyllere has ordered that an ambassador leave for the human city this evening in hopes of gaining us knowledge of their plight and if it is the same as ours.</p><p></p><p></p><p>1472YR-6-20</p><p> The sun did not rise this morning, the elder priests have yet to emerge from the temple and the remaining healers have all confirmed that their prayers for higher healing went unanswered, only the most basic of healing powers were granted. Panic has stricken the human city, at what would have been high sun, we could see the smoke billowing into the dark sky. The elder priests emerged some time later and declared this a Day of Forsaking. The gods have left us, we were instructed to close all access to the forest by other races and prepare for what is surely to come. </p><p></p><p></p><p>1472YR-6-21</p><p> I wake today colder than I have ever felt before. Our mages have made rounds and cast protective measures for all city inhabitants. The sunless sky has embraced the warmth of our earth and keeps it for itself. The lighting of the first ever fire within the forest by us seems to have resolved those of us who still had faith, that this was truly the end of all. Word has come back that our defenses were tested by some humans fleeing their burning city. They were dealt with. The Southern sky has a soft golden glow from the human's city, due to the length of time we suspect the city has been ablaze, we can only assume the humans have given up even trying to maintain order.</p><p></p><p></p><p>1472YR-6-22</p><p> The nurturing earth has left us, the freezing air brought snow, wind, and sleet with it this morning. Our mages struggle to keep the communal fire going while maintaining the cold protection for the city's inhabitants. The human wizards must have scryd our position as more and more humans try to break through our defenses. Today marked the first time human magic was used as they tried to burn down whole sections of our forest with their fire spells. Triumphantly we turned them all back however. Our priests continue to report no communication from any of our deities, though they still receive minor blessings at daybreak. The elder priests wonder if this is not some sort of test. </p><p></p><p></p><p>1472YR-6-22a</p><p> This night has been filled with storms the likes of which our bards could never have dreamt. Lightening courses through the clouds overhead like spreading water. I fear what the morning shall bring , our druids and treants have been unable corral any of this freakish weather. They also fear the earth has turned it's back on us.</p><p></p><p></p><p>1472YR-6-23</p><p> This first blast awoke the city, the second terrified it. The clouds poured their liquid light unto the earth, everywhere blazing streams of electricity punched holes through the dry canopy above us. Homes were set afire, trees were burnt to smoldering twigs in an instant. I witnessed elves evaporated by lightening strikes before my very eyes. Even our children were not safe from the onslaught. The elder priests fell to the earth and begged for mercy. Our mages strived in vain to keep the angry light at bay, only to end up like so many of our homes, burned to the ground. Without warning the clouds abated, the sky cleared and the hidden sun shone brightly overhead once again. The gods had showed mercy, we were to be spared after all. I set about helping to make repairs to the temple, we had just removed the burnt and fallen wood when the ground shook in angry might. Dozens of shakes came one after the other, screams of horror arose from the southern side of the city. Peering over the tree tops and above the treant protectors stood humans of immense size. Towering over the forest like it was an ant hill, the treants rose up in protest and were met with streams of lightening and blows so powerful they ripped the treants apart with one swipe. Mercy had delivered us into the hands of destruction.</p><p></p><p></p><p>1472YR-6-26</p><p> The titans have forbade all writing utensils and supplies. I write this in secret beneath Belasarda's temple, our priests have made contact with an agent of Belasarda. In an hour we have been promised a sign that we have not been forgotten. The titans entered our world like children with new toys. We were no match for their power and our spirits too broken to withstand their might, within an hour the city surrendered. What little we could save, scroll and book wise, has been transferred here, demons run amok through the trees and it is not safe to be out without a titan escort any longer. The elders were all killed in one massive blow and our mages are either dead or in hiding amongst the rest of us. The sign came in the form of confusion amongst the titans, first shouts of disbelief rang out, then one of the titans was felled. The titans gathered their forces in search of whatever had befallen one of their own, as they became inattentive to us hundreds of halflings streamed into our city. They claimed to have felled the titan and were told to amass hear for deliverance. To say I was confused what be too light of a point, however I could not deny the glow of divinity that rose from the ground and encased us all, halfling and elf, just as the titans turned their attentions back to our city. With a great roar of anger, the titans struck the golden orb, the blows at first echoed through our bodies and threatened to kill us as we stood. Then the blows became softer and father away, then silence. Then a voice "You are safe here, I will watch over you until it is time for you to return." The orb disappeared and the form of a vast forest beneath an unfamiliar sky came into view. There was much rejoicing, as the four hundred halflings introduced themselves to the remaining three hundred elves. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>There will be 4 parts Elven, Dwarven, Giant, and Human. Each one with their own take on what happened. The end of this Elven transcript happened over 1800 years ago.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 2602712, member: 11574"] [b]An elven point of view. History part 1[/b] As requested..... here's part 1 of the campaign background: Copied from ancient elven scrolls, as no other text remains from the time before the chaos: 1472YR-6-18 Our temples report strained communication with our deities. Some have even fallen silent. This does not bode well, even the forest spirits seem agitated. The priests speak of sequestering themselves in the temples until an answer can be sought. The humans either do not notice or do not care, or more concerning, maybe they are not experiencing the same problems as we fey are. 1472TR-6-19 All of our communes have gone silent, even Belasarda does not answer our prayers. High priest Tallienne came to me this morning with grave news that he had prayed for a holy word this morning as he does every morning to place upon our tree of life in praise of Belasarda. However he did not receive the requested blessing this morning. He asked that all elder priests be immediately called to the temple, and that none may refuse this request. The elder priests remained in the temple the rest of the day. News came from our forests scouts that the humans seem to be experiencing something out of place as well. Fawyllere has ordered that an ambassador leave for the human city this evening in hopes of gaining us knowledge of their plight and if it is the same as ours. 1472YR-6-20 The sun did not rise this morning, the elder priests have yet to emerge from the temple and the remaining healers have all confirmed that their prayers for higher healing went unanswered, only the most basic of healing powers were granted. Panic has stricken the human city, at what would have been high sun, we could see the smoke billowing into the dark sky. The elder priests emerged some time later and declared this a Day of Forsaking. The gods have left us, we were instructed to close all access to the forest by other races and prepare for what is surely to come. 1472YR-6-21 I wake today colder than I have ever felt before. Our mages have made rounds and cast protective measures for all city inhabitants. The sunless sky has embraced the warmth of our earth and keeps it for itself. The lighting of the first ever fire within the forest by us seems to have resolved those of us who still had faith, that this was truly the end of all. Word has come back that our defenses were tested by some humans fleeing their burning city. They were dealt with. The Southern sky has a soft golden glow from the human's city, due to the length of time we suspect the city has been ablaze, we can only assume the humans have given up even trying to maintain order. 1472YR-6-22 The nurturing earth has left us, the freezing air brought snow, wind, and sleet with it this morning. Our mages struggle to keep the communal fire going while maintaining the cold protection for the city's inhabitants. The human wizards must have scryd our position as more and more humans try to break through our defenses. Today marked the first time human magic was used as they tried to burn down whole sections of our forest with their fire spells. Triumphantly we turned them all back however. Our priests continue to report no communication from any of our deities, though they still receive minor blessings at daybreak. The elder priests wonder if this is not some sort of test. 1472YR-6-22a This night has been filled with storms the likes of which our bards could never have dreamt. Lightening courses through the clouds overhead like spreading water. I fear what the morning shall bring , our druids and treants have been unable corral any of this freakish weather. They also fear the earth has turned it's back on us. 1472YR-6-23 This first blast awoke the city, the second terrified it. The clouds poured their liquid light unto the earth, everywhere blazing streams of electricity punched holes through the dry canopy above us. Homes were set afire, trees were burnt to smoldering twigs in an instant. I witnessed elves evaporated by lightening strikes before my very eyes. Even our children were not safe from the onslaught. The elder priests fell to the earth and begged for mercy. Our mages strived in vain to keep the angry light at bay, only to end up like so many of our homes, burned to the ground. Without warning the clouds abated, the sky cleared and the hidden sun shone brightly overhead once again. The gods had showed mercy, we were to be spared after all. I set about helping to make repairs to the temple, we had just removed the burnt and fallen wood when the ground shook in angry might. Dozens of shakes came one after the other, screams of horror arose from the southern side of the city. Peering over the tree tops and above the treant protectors stood humans of immense size. Towering over the forest like it was an ant hill, the treants rose up in protest and were met with streams of lightening and blows so powerful they ripped the treants apart with one swipe. Mercy had delivered us into the hands of destruction. 1472YR-6-26 The titans have forbade all writing utensils and supplies. I write this in secret beneath Belasarda's temple, our priests have made contact with an agent of Belasarda. In an hour we have been promised a sign that we have not been forgotten. The titans entered our world like children with new toys. We were no match for their power and our spirits too broken to withstand their might, within an hour the city surrendered. What little we could save, scroll and book wise, has been transferred here, demons run amok through the trees and it is not safe to be out without a titan escort any longer. The elders were all killed in one massive blow and our mages are either dead or in hiding amongst the rest of us. The sign came in the form of confusion amongst the titans, first shouts of disbelief rang out, then one of the titans was felled. The titans gathered their forces in search of whatever had befallen one of their own, as they became inattentive to us hundreds of halflings streamed into our city. They claimed to have felled the titan and were told to amass hear for deliverance. To say I was confused what be too light of a point, however I could not deny the glow of divinity that rose from the ground and encased us all, halfling and elf, just as the titans turned their attentions back to our city. With a great roar of anger, the titans struck the golden orb, the blows at first echoed through our bodies and threatened to kill us as we stood. Then the blows became softer and father away, then silence. Then a voice "You are safe here, I will watch over you until it is time for you to return." The orb disappeared and the form of a vast forest beneath an unfamiliar sky came into view. There was much rejoicing, as the four hundred halflings introduced themselves to the remaining three hundred elves. There will be 4 parts Elven, Dwarven, Giant, and Human. Each one with their own take on what happened. The end of this Elven transcript happened over 1800 years ago. [/QUOTE]
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