Gandahar - The Shattered World

The maker created his Primes, his children and the races they would guide to exist in harmony and balance...   The First Born Twins An'ghrian The Sister Sun - Twin mother to the Lux Born: The masters creation and order, weavers of language and inspiration. They who would become Aasimar, and Gensai ... And Oíche The Brother Moon - Twin father to the Nox Born: The masters of entropy and chaos, first sorcerers and wizards. They who would become the Tiefling and Dragonborn   Cloiche The Second born - Father to the Deep Born: The masters of earth & fire, crafters of metal and gemstone. They who would become the Dwarves and Gnomes   Adhmad Glas The Third born - Mother to Green Born: The masters of beast and bough, shepards of music and nature. They who would become the Elves and Halfling folk.   Básmhaireacht The forth born - gender-less they cried for they would have no children, their tears creating the sea's and where they met the land they who would become Humans and Goliaths sprung forth form the primordial mud. Her mortal children so much less then their kin, all touched by the prophesy what was hers alone.   What is/was created was/will-be set asunder 1000 years ago, Gandahar will/has been saved 3000 years hence, Gandahar was/will-be destroyed All life ends/is unending all spirit cycles/fades Only those of dying/endless chosen may see the beginning/the end

The prophesy of the last child of the maker.

For a thousand years of recorded time, Gandahar and its people prospered. Then the primes, began to bicker and left their counsel hall at the center of all things - to better inspire their children, only to discover that their children had multiplied, co-mingled and become both more and less through their centuries of shared existences. Gathering the purist of their remaining children the 4 siblings began the makers war, sending their pure-born to seek the heart of the world - to demand that the maker declare one of his children to be the high scion.   The first-born, the pure did battle at the heart, weapons of power held by the Scions wielded by hands never intended to hold such power. None know what happened - in one moment all the power of the 4 tore through the world, severed the bonds Gandahar, turning the planet inside out... and suddenly the Scions, the divine parents of all were silent.   Some hundereds of years later, the shattered world is ruled by power, some held by members of many races, some held by a single race or creed, and some by tribes of the firstborn who keep watch over remnants of the weapons that destroyed the world..   Today is the day where young members of the Mercenaries and Arcane guilds are given their first commissions...   And the world trembles in hope/despair....