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Message: <blockquote data-quote="RobotRobotI" data-source="post: 2390275" data-attributes="member: 31419">War brings death, and bodies litter the forest. Long times pass, and still the bodies lay, unmoving, dead. Moss takes council with his most knowledgable creation, the Treants, and shares with them the newest change. And so, of the greatest treants, a single one is removed of it's leaves, cut down to the size of a man, and made soft. Moss apologizes for the removal of what is the hallmark of the plantae, but promises them that they are just as important to him as any of the green life; he names the first of the race Fungus, Devourer of Corpses, Father of a Thousand Sons. As Fungus takes sustenance from the first of the dead humans, he sheds spores for hundreds of thousands of sons. From now on, no corpse shall be left without rotting.U-Do brings forth his mountains and volcanos, to serve a warning for the human magic users.He sees plants as nothing more than landscape, and wreaks havoc on the Plantae that, for a time, sheltered the humans on either side of the war. This unacceptable; Moss decries that any arcane power used by his children, the Plantae, shall name them heretics of the forest, and they shall be banned forever from the forest, to die in the dry wastes. So it comes to past that the First of The Progenitor Races, the First of the Sentients, the Treants, mark all Arcane Knowledge heresy.The Humans that abuse the power shall be sent over the Great Mountain, to the empty wasteland, to fend for themselves. So it comes to pass that, after a long struggle, the Tribe of the Magi find themselves exiled to the Great Waste, a land of no life and no water, to eek out an existance alone. Unfortunately, the magics they have abused are purely destructive in nature. Perhaps they shall find strength again in Divinity ; perhaps they shall die off.</blockquote>

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