Selee-01
All according to my Scenario
The World of Araen is a standard fantasy setting. Dragons prowl the southern continent, brooding in volcanoes. Humans build their kingdoms on the northern continent. Dwarves mine the Black Mountains on the edge of the Iron Ocean. Elves lurk in the darkest woods of the southern continent, magnificent cities rising from the earth.
And you want it all.
You are a Dark Lord, a tyrant of the Old World. All you see is yours by right. But you are not alone. Others, usurpers, desire Araen for themselves. You can make temporary allies, but you will reign supreme.
Geography
Araen is divided into two continents. The Northern is a land of Men, of Dwarves, ranging from Mediterranean along the Dividing Sea to tundra. The Dwarves dwell in the Black Mountains, a massive range at the northernmost end of the world. They travel far and wide in their longships, raiding and sailing.
On the Southern, Elves live in mighty empires. Pyramids rise into the sky, and tall stone walls guard enormous groves of sacred trees. The Elven city of Zarazattar is the greatest city on Araen, its jade and marble towers and ziggurats built in elaborate patterns only visible from above. The dragons, titanic flying predators, hunt the elephants of the plains. Their volcano eyries smoke day and night, and they keep a sharp eye out for intruders.
History
In ages past, there was no air. No blue sky. No oceans.
No life.
It was barren and blackened, seared by the primal fires and cracked by the ancient cold. The Demiurges took the raw rock, the barren waste, and made a habitable realm. Water flowed, sand became dirt, and life was born. And from life, came the races of Elves, Men, and Dwarves.
But the Demiurges were divided.
Some desired to take a direct hand in these races, to mold them and shape them. Others sought to leave, to go into the Void and watch. Neither side could compromise. Neither side would yield.
There was war, the First War, dreadful and mighty. The earth broke in their wrath, the seas were spilled, and at the end of the War no one could be said to have won.
Some fled into the desolate Void, others took to the core of the World, and a few ascended into a dreaming world. The deeps are called the Hells. The dreaming named the Heavens.
The Demiurges were weakened. No longer could they shape continents and seas. No longer could they exert supremacy over matter. They changed, in response to this. The Angels and Holy Gods reign above, worshipped by the mortals. The Demons and Unholy Gods strive from the deeps, seeking power.
And those who fled into the Void...
They kept their power, but went insane beyond any mortal madness.
You are not, strictly speaking, a proper Demiurge. You may have been one, but you have changed into something else. Instead of lofty aspirations and pretensions of ‘good’, or ‘evil’, you only desire power. The Angels and Demons are subtle and shy. You are glorious and terrifying. You lead armies and empires, plainly visible and obvious.
The foes around you, the would-be Lords of the World, are temporary distractions. The Free Peoples are wayward children, scattered and primitive. The Gods are weak and distracted.
The time is ripe.
Go forth, and subdue the Earth.
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Anyone interested?
And you want it all.
You are a Dark Lord, a tyrant of the Old World. All you see is yours by right. But you are not alone. Others, usurpers, desire Araen for themselves. You can make temporary allies, but you will reign supreme.
Geography
Araen is divided into two continents. The Northern is a land of Men, of Dwarves, ranging from Mediterranean along the Dividing Sea to tundra. The Dwarves dwell in the Black Mountains, a massive range at the northernmost end of the world. They travel far and wide in their longships, raiding and sailing.
On the Southern, Elves live in mighty empires. Pyramids rise into the sky, and tall stone walls guard enormous groves of sacred trees. The Elven city of Zarazattar is the greatest city on Araen, its jade and marble towers and ziggurats built in elaborate patterns only visible from above. The dragons, titanic flying predators, hunt the elephants of the plains. Their volcano eyries smoke day and night, and they keep a sharp eye out for intruders.
History
In ages past, there was no air. No blue sky. No oceans.
No life.
It was barren and blackened, seared by the primal fires and cracked by the ancient cold. The Demiurges took the raw rock, the barren waste, and made a habitable realm. Water flowed, sand became dirt, and life was born. And from life, came the races of Elves, Men, and Dwarves.
But the Demiurges were divided.
Some desired to take a direct hand in these races, to mold them and shape them. Others sought to leave, to go into the Void and watch. Neither side could compromise. Neither side would yield.
There was war, the First War, dreadful and mighty. The earth broke in their wrath, the seas were spilled, and at the end of the War no one could be said to have won.
Some fled into the desolate Void, others took to the core of the World, and a few ascended into a dreaming world. The deeps are called the Hells. The dreaming named the Heavens.
The Demiurges were weakened. No longer could they shape continents and seas. No longer could they exert supremacy over matter. They changed, in response to this. The Angels and Holy Gods reign above, worshipped by the mortals. The Demons and Unholy Gods strive from the deeps, seeking power.
And those who fled into the Void...
They kept their power, but went insane beyond any mortal madness.
You are not, strictly speaking, a proper Demiurge. You may have been one, but you have changed into something else. Instead of lofty aspirations and pretensions of ‘good’, or ‘evil’, you only desire power. The Angels and Demons are subtle and shy. You are glorious and terrifying. You lead armies and empires, plainly visible and obvious.
The foes around you, the would-be Lords of the World, are temporary distractions. The Free Peoples are wayward children, scattered and primitive. The Gods are weak and distracted.
The time is ripe.
Go forth, and subdue the Earth.
____________
Anyone interested?
