We remember. Though the humans who live there have forgotten, we of the Draegoni still remember. Though the dwarves of the mountains and the elves of the forests have forgotten, we remember what the land now called Bethel was. Before the human Empire arose, before the Orchans retreated to their eastern islands, before the war [...]
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The Kingdom of Iscalrith Not much is known about the icy homelands of the Draegoni. Few adventurers dare to venture into such harsh conditions, unprotected by Draegoni blood or magic. And the Draegoni that do leave their mystical caves are reluctant to speak of them. Usually, of the other races, only those desperate to leave [...]
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Geography Stretching from the vast trees of the Crimshin Forest on the west to the plains of Melinis in the east, from the Larimone Ocean in the north to the Idalo and Vormus Rivers to the south, lies the human empire of Idal. Centered on the Imperial Capital of Idalorn City, the entire region is [...]
During the Great War, our peace was shattered. The comfortable, pleasant life that I had been leading in Portland as an assistant to an apothecary shop was destroyed when Mortos’ army invaded and sacked our coastland. I saw my mother’s grave desecrated by the stamp of wild men and orcs – that accursed race that [...]
I have never told this story before. It is painful to me, even after a century of good memories to balance it. I tell this now, only under great duress, because of the coming of the Orchans to our cities and shores. My mother, Linnix, was an Elven healer of great renown in Tirnwood Vale. [...]
