Frosthorn is the ancestral home of the Goliath, Warforged, Bearfolk and Asimar. A cold and unforgiving land, those born in this region are said to be able to survive any hardship. Early in the first age the Goliaths and Asimar joined a union under the goddess Selûne and began hollowing the great mountain Khazad-Vur to build their great kingdoms. In the year 9131, the Asimar high priests and priestess, began having visions of a great war that would decimate the lands with untold destruction. They prayed for a sign and their goddess Selune spoke to her children and told them to begin preparations. With the messaged laid bare, the two races began forging an army for the next 800 years in secret. Their fines craftsmen and mages thus formed the warforged for this impending doom. The Kingdom of Palidonia under Khazad-Vur grew massively and every man woman and child were taught to fight and protect and though the war was not for almost 900 more years, the Goliaths and Asimar did not waiver. They build great halls of weapons, shields, and magical artifacts and equally great halls to house any who may come to their doorsteps. Fort Gimlow was built in the year 10,000and served as the entrance to the kingdom below. King Gimlow of the Goliath's declared that year, that the gates of their kingdom would never be closed for any who seek shelter.
In the year 10,092, with the fall of Laurelin (the Gold Tree) and Telperion (the Silver Tree), the world was plunged in darkness, and the Frosthornans knew it was time. Their greatest warriors rode and sailed to each corner of the world issuing the impending doom and plea for alliance. As kingdoms and cities fell under the wrath of Tiamat and the war between the gods and demons, survivors of each race fled to Fort Gimlow were the Last Alliance was forged. While they knew they could not fight the Demon princes and the dragon queen Tiamat, their goddess gave the last alliance a final mission to save their world. They must save the seedling of Laurelin so light may come back to the world. As the battle raged for more than 300 years and as the last alliance pushed south their numbers dwindled. When all hope seemed to be lost it was a goliath named Evadriel and an asimar named Gilgalar broke from the last alliance and secretly made their way to base of the Great Golden tree. With the seedling in their sight a monsterous fire dragon rose behind them. They recognized this dragon as Arsekaslyx, the great red dragon. They battled with this dragon for 13 days straight and on the 13th night Gilgalar and Evadriel plunged their spears into the heart of the dragon and recovered the seed of Laurelin. On its last legs the Last Alliance made their way back to Khazad-vur and offered the seed to their goddess. Gilgalar and Evadriel, however, were cursed to hell by Arsekaslyx but Selune blessed them and instead of letting their souls perish in hell and never ending hell fire she turned them to stone so their souls may watch over the world that they had saved. Their statues stand tall to this day.
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