Wanderers of the Accord

Public Agenda

Those of the Pidee 'ba elves who follow the rights of the Accord believe they protect all worlds from total collapse. Their main goal is to prevent any timeline from collapsing, naturally or artificially. In pursuit of this goal, Coisarans seek out gods of every religion and gain their signature on the Accord's various agreements. While the Accord appears to be a lengthy document of agreements with the gods, no one but the gods and Coisarans are privy to its exact details.

Mythology & Lore

A long, long time ago, should you ask any Coisarans, there were great cities. They blocked the sun, grasping for the heavens and choked the breath out of the world. No gods laid foot in these lands, no magic held sway in lullabies, and no elves or dwarves or griffins or cats toiled in the great cities. Only humans laid stones upon their paths and pulled carts to their grand markets. Humans did not know the touch of age or death and no reapers nor gods carried their souls away when their bodies dropped to their feet. On the other side of a vast coin, trees grew as tall as these cities. The world was green and wild and violent. Elves and dwarves and gnomes cowered in caves, clutching what little light their fires could give them to protect them from the monsters who made the darkness. There was no way for them to harness the magic that availed them, wracked them with pain. They lived short lives of fear, dying and being reborn without ever learning anything new in each succession. They cried and cried at the world that did not give them a chance. And then, the humans looked up to the sky and saw a vast forest of trees. On the other side of this coin, all those sentient looked in their green sky and saw the great cities. Each felt compelled to go to those great things, foreign and familiar. So, the elves and dwarves and gnomes and orcs and all the races in the green world sent a group of warriors they called the Pidee 'ba to seek out the great cities on the horizon. They traveled many days with great danger biting at their heels. The humans sent, too, their warriors to see the great trees in the distance. What they called them has been lost to us as they died out so many years more than the Pidee 'ba. The danger they faced was not so great, but it took them many days to stand at the base of the trees sprouting from the great ruins of a once greater city. The Pidee 'ba greeted the humans in this intersection of their worlds, a mirror standing solid between them. The humans raised their hands and the elves did, too. They were, in every way, a reflection and a difference. Only one was not reflected in this great mirror. Tul're the trickster god touched the mirror and no hand reached for it as he did. And then his hands passed through into the human world and he stepped into the reflection of the great mirror that divided them. The humans broke with their reflections, each reacting differently than those who had stood across from them and followed them in every action with a different face. Experimentally, Tul're cast a spell and the fire grew in his hands as the Pidee 'ba demanded he return to their side. Then, the mirror shattered and the two worlds collapsed into each other. It is said that both worlds heard a clear sound, like the ringing of a bell as the mirror broke and both worlds changed forever. The Pidee 'ba, Tul're and the humans survived this encounter, but many difficulties followed. The humans vowed to hunt Tul're and the elves who had aided him, all the monsters and magic that passed through the shattered mirror. The Pidee 'ba fought beside Tul're, keeping the humans from destroying either world in their quest for vengeance. We only know this time and the time that came before it to be Dark, history lost but in these small stories.