Alana, home to magic and fantastical species, a plaything of the godlike Titans. For centuries, they reigned unbridled, and woe be to those that crossed their fancy. No hero nor being could challenge them, until a group of entities that called themselves the of Alana rose from the shadows to strike the Titans down for their tyranny, in an Era called the Titan Wars. Though these gods could not match them in open battle, they bested them with subterfuge, trapping the Titans in a different realm. With the runestones removed from the gateway, it would stay shut forever, an infallible protection of Alana's freedom. That is, if these runestones could not be found.
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