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The Realm of Etias

3010 AE

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Before Etias fell into chaos, it was a land of unparalleled beauty and harmony, where magic thrummed through every living thing. Rolling meadows bloomed with colors beyond mortal comprehension, and forests stood as ancient sentinels, their roots pulsing with the lifeblood of the realm. Rivers shimmered with crystalline purity, and the skies unfurled in breathtaking displays of light and shadow. Governed by the Eternal Cycle, life and death wove an unbroken dance, where decay nourished new growth and endings heralded beginnings. This balance was the source of Etias’s wonder and its fragility. Beneath its radiant surface, discord brewed as the ambitions of its races—humans, elves, dwarves, daemons, and slumbering giants—strained against the peace that bound them.

At the center of this balance stood Dreizhar, the Reaper King, a figure of unyielding authority and enigmatic resolve. From his dark throne in Castle Mortis, Dreizhar presided over the Eternal Cycle, ensuring life never overstepped its bounds and death took only what was due. His greatest act was forging the Concordant, a magical pact that bound the realm’s most destructive forces, including the dragons, beneath the earth. For centuries, this fragile harmony endured, held together by Dreizhar’s unwavering presence. Yet, when the Concordant shattered, the dragons erupted from their earthen tombs in a storm of fire and fury, unraveling the balance and plunging Etias into devastation.

As dragons reduced the once-thriving world to ash, the survivors sought refuge in Dragonsbreak, beneath the shadow of Castle Mortis. There, under Dreizhar’s inscrutable gaze, despair and hope warred in the hearts of those who remained. The Reaper King, bound by his millennia of wisdom and the weight of his purpose, offered no immediate salvation, his silence a grim reminder of the cost of intervention. The Eternal Cycle was crumbling, and whispers of forgotten relics and ancient powers stirred among the ruins. Yet Dreizhar remained, a solitary figure poised between destruction and restoration, a symbol of both the world’s decline and its potential rebirth.