Sundering

On the winter solstice in the year 212 of the Shattered Calendar the face of Avarthum’s Run was changed forever. A great shudder in the earth was followed by the land itself ripping itself away from it’s roots. As the land lifter into the air the shaodws of the underworld began creeping up into the light of the moon. Once the daylight chased away the shadows an enormous fissure stretched from Vress’natar in the south to Temiir’s Shield in the north. All of the nations along the fissure were torn apart, their land now a multitude of earthmotes.

Shadows at the bottom of the fissure were home to cities that have never seen light before. From the cities that survived the touch of sunlight strange creatures came out, living shadows. This was the first time normal people got to meet the mysterious Morketten. Luckly for the surface dwellers they were now trapped on the earthmotes, safely out of Morketten’s reach.

The event is blamed on the demonic sorcerors of Vress’natar, as that is where the fissure began. In their greed they wanted to conquer the neighboring nations, yet without the resources to do so, they decided to simply destroy them. Vress’natar denies all of this, as they sufferd as much as anyone else, but they aren’t convincing anyone.

Sundering

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