THERIN

The beginning of the new age (PD: Post Descent) commenced with a bang. The world was irrevocably scarred, many civilisations collapsed over night. Those that survived the initial storm were either protected by powerful minor deities, artefacts or located in advantageous climates to begin with. Such as underground or at the bottom of the ocean.   The prime deities fled Therin, sealing it off in great part from the 13 other worlds of the Core Spiral.   The Angels and celestial foot soldiers that inhabited Yuuléna broke ranks, many deserted, turning on the broken remnants of mortal-kind. Others retreated into the bowels of Yuuléna’s many-faceted demi-planar chambers.   The surviving peoples of the world hardly had time to catch their breath before being locked in a war for their very existence.   Yuulénas’ descent was followed by an onslaught of angels, sent into a fear-fuelled frenzy by the terror of watching their creators, their whole reason for being, abandon and seal them into what was left of a shattered world.   Great heroes of the world stepped forward, but had their hands full simply protecting the remaining vestiges of civilization. Fortunately the sweeping waves of magic shook loose the divine bindings that sealed the Kingscourge beneath the Frozen North. She cut a bloody swathe through the Celestial Hosts and fought her way into the heart of Yuuléna where the angelic general Clasdomicles sat on his throne despondent, refusing to use his divine given power to put the wrathful angels back under his control.   A six winged, six armed, thousand eyed giant with laurels of burning gold. Clasdomicles was an image of otherworldly horror.   The battle lasted six weeks before the Kingscourge forced Clasdomicles to the bottom of the Shattered Sea and ripped his wings from his back, before sealing him away in a column of dimensional crystal.   To this day, his wings remain mounted in the palace of Regalis even after the Kingscourge long since abandoned her claim to the errant city-state.