Humans, while not as
storied as some of the Elder races of Andurun, have a long history that many of
their own kind don’t even recall. A short lived race, one of the most short
lived of all the races of the realm, they are equally short minded and
sometimes very rash, tending to disregard history and past learning for the
unattainable “future”. Being the most plentiful race of the realm means that Humans
run the gamut of good to evil. They can be the best or the worst that the
mortal mind and spirit can fabricate, and are as many times champions as they
are villainous; while a good many refrain from such engagements and prefer a
quieter life of solitude or peace. Humans favor no proclivity and are as often
found worshipping the One God as they are waxing philosophic in the Temples of
Unitar, or reaching for no higher goals whatever.
Human History: Humans began thousands of years ago far across the
Pearl Ocean, in a distant land named Aeros. Surrounded entirely by mountains Humans
carved out hunting grounds and plains settlements through the thousands of open
miles between the mountains and the cold waters of the Ocean of Tempas,
surrounding Aeros’s shores. They had limited knowledge of the waters or
sailing, so for hundreds of years they remained in the land locked in the grip
of the mountains, fearful of the heights of the mountains that caged them. Then
they came to Illiador, abandoned city of the Dorim Hayn. They believed that the
gods of old, of wind and rain and earth made this city and for reasons unknown,
fled it. Superstitious, the Human tribes did not enter the dead metropolis, but
instead began to flourish around it, in the lush and fertile plains and forests
that framed the once mighty city of the Forgers of the Realm. They founded the
kingdom of Eltresse, and a Knighthood to accompany the safeguarding of the
kingdom. In time they mastered forging, and bequethed the knights in service to
their king swords crafted of a rare and precious metal known as Elder Steel, or
Eldain. The Swords of Eltresse became as much a legend in Illiador and Aeros as
the knights who carried them, and in time the Deva (a reclusive mountain race)
came to the Human lands to entreaty trade rights and alliances for mutual
safety. Eltresse came to dominate hundreds of miles around the Dead City, and
became a beacon of Human achievement, but their success was founded upon the
same lie that brought the Dorim Hayn into ruin, and their success was not to
last forever.
After nearly a thousand
years of rule, Rada, current king of Eltresse, began to dream that his kingdom
worshipped pagan, false gods, and that the One God, the true Creator of
Andurun, was growing filled with wrath. Rada, as well as his son Humas, did all
they could to right the wrong, but the seeds of trust in the old gods were
deeply rooted, and many did not share Rada’s views concerning a radical change
in faith. It came to a horrible end when Humas’s son, Ragnarok, took the
throne. He assembled the Crimson Reich, his personally trained
assassins/soldiers, and forged Damocles from the funeral fires that burned his
father’s body after battle claimed his life. His war upon his own people,
dividing all of Eltresse, became legend, and the Knights of Eltresse forsook
their oaths of service and fled into hiding, unwilling to serve their tyrant
king. On the eve of a great battle Ragnarok led his army onto the field, and
men cowed before him, for there had not been a man in life before him that was
so born to the ways of fighting and bloodshed as Ragnarok, and his Crimson
Reich, it was said, were as bloodthirsty as he was. But the battle was not
meant to be. The Cataclysm struck, and ended the battle, Eltresse, and many
other things all the realm over.
For two hundred years Humans
drifted in chaotic confusion, leaderless and without purpose. Then came the
Order of the Valar, led by a man named Valorius. They continued peacefully what
Rada had began almost three hundred years prior, and not long after the Elves
of Kallendaros came to the land. Seeking perhaps answers for the plague of the
Cataclysm, the Elves treated with the Human tribes and taught them sailing and
other artisan crafts, in exchange for a measure of knowledge from the Order of
the Valar; curiously, who were only ever allowed to be chosen from Human
bloodlines.
At last it came time for Humans
to abandon their ancient home. Taking what the Elves had taught them, they set
sail from Aeros and traveled to Kallendaros in massive fleets, whose making
took years of toil for the ailing Human tribes. They settled in the southlands
of the new land and slowly went west and north, at last founding their next
kingdom, named Telaine. Trade with the Dwarves went well, as did entreaties
with the Elves, what few of them they had, until the rising of the Dragons.
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