The elf took a big gulp from his frothy mug.
"You said you wanted to learn more about where I came from. That's the truth." He smiled drunkenly.
"You're the Red Rock Magician?" the dwarf's eye was anything but believing.
"The Keshalian Highlands, born and raised, amongst the Forgotten Mystics."
"The Forbidden Magics, you mean."
The
tavern grew quiet. Eyes began to descend on the lone elf. Feeling the
weight of the room on his shoulders, he took another gulp of his beer.
People do not like fights here. Untanas was not looking for one here.
But the way the room behaved, it could get dark quickly. He considered
diplomacy.
"I want nothing but peace. That is what we all learned. Peace is the only path."
"So then tell us." A big (for a dwarf) burly axemen pulled up a chair across from Untanas. "What happened to your city?"
"Well...
In the lush rolling hills of Keshalia, two primitive city-states arose
amongst the clans of the eastern highlands. The highland Elves raised
the city of the Sun. The mountain Dwarves were the architects of the
city of the Moon. Then came,
The Warring Period
The Sun
King sought to conquer the Moon City in an effort to command the two
halves of the highlands. Tens of thousands of the Sun King’s spearmen
died at the gates and high walls of the Moon City. Ten generations were
born, lived and died knowing only the war with the other half of their
country. Then, as if to remind us how small we were, came the
The Great War
When
the Calaquendi nations were attacked by the Dark Blight, the cities of
the Sun and Moon stood with the Crow Confederation in their defense.
Together the two cities put aside their differences for the greater
good. The Sun King sent spearmen, cows and books to the front lines. The
Moon City sent engineers, precious metals and heavy infantry to aid the
war effort. We all thought that the feuding had ended, but then I was
witness to
The Disaster of Hubris
When peace was restored
and the Crow Confederation victorious, the Sun King did not honor the
new order of cooperation. Instead he prepared new armies and set out
once more to conquer the Moon City. During the Great War, the Sun King’s
magicians had grown shrewd and dark. When the Sun King could think of
no other way to conquer the Moon City he decided to attack it with a
Forbidden Blight. This spell caused the nearby volcano to erupt and
brought ruin to both cities. From then on, both elves and dwarves were
upon a
Journey of Woes
The Elves of the Sun City set out
and became wards to the Heroes of the Horn. When they settled they named
their city Lunamera, so that every Elf would remember to honor the
Moon. It was during this time that the popular maxim “War is
Self-Defeat” was coined. Meanwhile, the Dwarves of the Moon City settled
in Vestini with their Dwarven-In-Laws. It was during this time that
both cities learned how much they needed one another, and how much
better cooperation could make their lives. Now we have An Independent Nation
Now,
with the blessings of the Eight Hand Crows and the Heroes of the Horn,
the people of the highlands are returning home. They hope to build a
nation that can be an important trading partner and ally to their
neighbors. The Solar Lunar Union is an inclusive and welcomes
any race or player. The Union of our cities was created with the goal of creating
sustainable relationships that benefit both the cities of the Keshalian
highlands, but also enrich the greater community around us.
Now we can return to our Homelands."
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