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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Arknath" data-source="post: 1030601" data-attributes="member: 2850">In the year 175 AC, the wizards of Sallineth* had nearly accomplished their ultimate goal.  The scholars of that city had decided to chronicle the multiverse in an attempt to learn more about the other planes of existence.  The wizards knew that some planes were more dangerous than others, and they planned accordingly.  Hundreds of expeditions had been successfully completed with minimal casualties and an occasional delay in precedings.It was on the 14th day of Leafcrest** that the fatal event happened that would change Ersadia's history forever.  It was to be the final planar expedition that would be carried out by the conglomerate wizard's schools.  Leading this expedition was its founder, a night elf*** named Thakin the Wise.  Thakin had planned nearly every expedition down to the last detail but had never completed a summoning to date.  This was to be his highest moment in a life full of discovery.Nearly all the local mages and magical creatures came to Sallineth on that fateful day.  Dragons, titans, ogre magi, and every other race that dare pick up a scroll or wielded magic innately came to see the massive project come to its end.  What they didn't know is that most of them would not leave alive.The parade through the largest city on the western coast of Ersadia lasted nearly 3 hours and ended in the highest summoning tower the city had to offer.  The room was full of wizards and sorcerors and mercenaries alike.  The mercenaries were no magic-using creatures, but those that could handle a sword or other martial weapon when it was needed.  A veritable army was prepared to walk through that last gate when it arrived, fearing the worst.  Compared to the events of that day, the worst they could imagine was definitely preferred.The gate opened and appeared to be a docile, pleasant plane that was similar to their own.  As the wizards prepared to enter the gate, the scene changed in a flash.  Trees became tall creatures wrapped in chains and the birds became horrid, barbed flying creatures straight from the stuff of nightmares.  It was in this instant that a large hand reached through and grabbed Thakin, closing about his body entirely with a huge red-scaled hand.The wizards and mercenaries immediately went into action, casting spells and performing tactic maneuvers that had been practiced for years.  Even Thakin, as occupied as he was, was not idle.  Contingencies went off one after the other, and the hand recoiled in agony, but did not let go.  Many scales turned green and melted away from the large appendage, but the creature held on.  Only then did Thakin realize his doom, and his ultimate mistake.  With a quick twitch of a muscle, the large hand crushed the wizards body and blood splattered to the ground below.What followed can only be described by those who escaped the horror of that day.  The City of Magic became infested with fiendish creatures so clever and so powerful, that many fell to their murderous spree.  Only a handful of spectators and wizards alike survived that horrible day and lived to warn the countryside.*Sallineth is known as the City of Magic, a gathering of arcane, divine and even some psionic abled creatures to study and perfect their art, faith, or self.**Leafcrest is the month that closely resembles November in the Gregorian calendar.***Night elves are dark-skinned creatures of the night.  They resemble the drow in all aspects except they are not inherently evil.**************************************[ooc: The following post is the beginning of the game.  These previous posts were to provide a little background of events up until this point.]</blockquote>

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