From the Ashes
Excerpt from an historical text by Albinius the Scrivener
Then there became conflict between the heavenly goddess Celestine and the demon-god of Hell. The battle waged out not in the fields of Elysium or the pits of Hell, but among the cites of men, in the forests of elves, and even deep in the mountains of the dwarves. There is no certain account for how long the war waged, some estimate it was over fifty years, while other say ten thousands, but from my research the best estimate what few records from before that time show are that it may have begun roughly one hundred years before the Salvation and the end of the war. There is uncertanty on why these gods waged such a brutal war, what are mortals to know of the will of the gods? However a bishop who was close to the emperor once told me that it was because the demon-god consumed the child of Celestine. This sounds more faerie story than truth to me, but it was an extrodinary time in our history.
The war tooks its toll, especially in what today we call Renvere. Records indicate that nearly all of the population of Renvere was destroyed during the war. Other areas did not much fair better, in Hraun they eschewed the aid of Celestine and her angelic host and in return the Varl king lost half his empire and people to the demon aligned ogres. Many of the mountain kingdoms of the dwarves suffered as well, with even their capital being sacked before being restored. It is said that in the strange land that is Golgolthyr that they were able to repel the demons in large, but that they still believe them to walk this world and is why they are so distrustful of outsiders.
In the end this are just the musings of an old man about a period of history that he never saw. Why the demonic legions were so intent on the destruction of the culture of the world before, I never learned, only that few tomes survived the war and the period of crisis in the years following. Perhaps some warlord on the Celestine plains made off with the thousands of missing books and tomes, or maybe they passed into Shadow like so many of their owners. I fear this is the last time I will put quill to parchment in the name of history, but nontheless I remain your faithful scrivner.
Then there became conflict between the heavenly goddess Celestine and the demon-god of Hell. The battle waged out not in the fields of Elysium or the pits of Hell, but among the cites of men, in the forests of elves, and even deep in the mountains of the dwarves. There is no certain account for how long the war waged, some estimate it was over fifty years, while other say ten thousands, but from my research the best estimate what few records from before that time show are that it may have begun roughly one hundred years before the Salvation and the end of the war. There is uncertanty on why these gods waged such a brutal war, what are mortals to know of the will of the gods? However a bishop who was close to the emperor once told me that it was because the demon-god consumed the child of Celestine. This sounds more faerie story than truth to me, but it was an extrodinary time in our history.
The war tooks its toll, especially in what today we call Renvere. Records indicate that nearly all of the population of Renvere was destroyed during the war. Other areas did not much fair better, in Hraun they eschewed the aid of Celestine and her angelic host and in return the Varl king lost half his empire and people to the demon aligned ogres. Many of the mountain kingdoms of the dwarves suffered as well, with even their capital being sacked before being restored. It is said that in the strange land that is Golgolthyr that they were able to repel the demons in large, but that they still believe them to walk this world and is why they are so distrustful of outsiders.
In the end this are just the musings of an old man about a period of history that he never saw. Why the demonic legions were so intent on the destruction of the culture of the world before, I never learned, only that few tomes survived the war and the period of crisis in the years following. Perhaps some warlord on the Celestine plains made off with the thousands of missing books and tomes, or maybe they passed into Shadow like so many of their owners. I fear this is the last time I will put quill to parchment in the name of history, but nontheless I remain your faithful scrivner.
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Manuscript, Historical
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