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So...what's really beyond the Tyr Region?

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#1
greyorm
Sep 09, 2005 22:59:32 It began with the rain of fiery stars, and ended with the coming of the Reaver Gods. Something was driving the thri-kreen east, pushing them against the boundaries of the Tyr Valley, and none knew what it was...until they appeared with armies of shining, fanatical warriors behind them, cheering and surging forth across the plains, their encampments and campfires spread out beneath the Jagged Cliffs like stars in the heavens.

Next to them, the Sorcerer-Kings, the one-time gods of Athas, were but pitiful children to be swept away by the might of the coming storm, tossed into the skies like ragdolls and scoured to their bones by howling sands. To them and their empire, the great cities of the Tyr Valley were little more than a collection of squalid mud huts ruled by primitive chieftans. Even the vast might of the thri-kreen empire had been swept aside by them.

They came to assault the Citadel of Borys, to launch an attack upon the Dragon's Sanctum deep in the center of what they called Dragonseye -- the lands surrounding the Sea of Silt -- and to wipe it clean from the world. Rajaat, it seems, was not the only immortal madman to arise during the Green Age, and his small war in his small corner of Athas not the only war of the ancient past.

These were sorcerers the like of which the world had thought it had seen but once, in the mad face of Rajaat the War-bringer: evolved beyond dragonhood, masters of sorcerous and psionic might, and infused with the powers of the elements from a mythical time before even the Green Age, where they had first fought their endless war.

And the one hope of the people of the Tyr Valley, of all the lands of Dragonseye, was the mad one, the self-proclaimed First Sorcerer, the War-bringer: Rajaat, bringer of genocide and insane architect of the Restoration. He who was becoming the Paragon of Rain, not unlike what the Reaver Gods themselves had achieved in forgotten ages, and who lay imprisioned at the heart of the Cerulean Storm by the hand of the heroes of the last age.

Yet Rajaat was the only one who could create new Champions to hurl against the hordes of assaulting Ur-men who sought the death of Rain and were forcing the last life from Water! The people and gods of the Tyr Valley had a choice between the gods of death come out of the West, and a mad god who held the only hope of their salvation, and the world, in the palm of his withered hand.
#2
kalthandrix
Sep 09, 2005 23:35:34 Sweet- Want more please!
#3
ruhl-than_sage
Sep 09, 2005 23:53:48 very well written :D , perhaps that is how it will all end.
#4
zombiegleemax
Sep 10, 2005 2:48:18 Interesting.....

(Dmn it Greyorm, now you've got me all curious and everything!) :D

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#1 greyorm Sep 09, 2005 22:59:32	It began with the rain of fiery stars, and ended with the coming of the Reaver Gods. Something was driving the thri-kreen east, pushing them against the boundaries of the Tyr Valley, and none knew what it was...until they appeared with armies of shining, fanatical warriors behind them, cheering and surging forth across the plains, their encampments and campfires spread out beneath the Jagged Cliffs like stars in the heavens. Next to them, the Sorcerer-Kings, the one-time gods of Athas, were but pitiful children to be swept away by the might of the coming storm, tossed into the skies like ragdolls and scoured to their bones by howling sands. To them and their empire, the great cities of the Tyr Valley were little more than a collection of squalid mud huts ruled by primitive chieftans. Even the vast might of the thri-kreen empire had been swept aside by them. They came to assault the Citadel of Borys, to launch an attack upon the Dragon's Sanctum deep in the center of what they called Dragonseye -- the lands surrounding the Sea of Silt -- and to wipe it clean from the world. Rajaat, it seems, was not the only immortal madman to arise during the Green Age, and his small war in his small corner of Athas not the only war of the ancient past. These were sorcerers the like of which the world had thought it had seen but once, in the mad face of Rajaat the War-bringer: evolved beyond dragonhood, masters of sorcerous and psionic might, and infused with the powers of the elements from a mythical time before even the Green Age, where they had first fought their endless war. And the one hope of the people of the Tyr Valley, of all the lands of Dragonseye, was the mad one, the self-proclaimed First Sorcerer, the War-bringer: Rajaat, bringer of genocide and insane architect of the Restoration. He who was becoming the Paragon of Rain, not unlike what the Reaver Gods themselves had achieved in forgotten ages, and who lay imprisioned at the heart of the Cerulean Storm by the hand of the heroes of the last age. Yet Rajaat was the only one who could create new Champions to hurl against the hordes of assaulting Ur-men who sought the death of Rain and were forcing the last life from Water! The people and gods of the Tyr Valley had a choice between the gods of death come out of the West, and a mad god who held the only hope of their salvation, and the world, in the palm of his withered hand.
#2 kalthandrix Sep 09, 2005 23:35:34	Sweet- Want more please!
#3 ruhl-than_sage Sep 09, 2005 23:53:48	very well written :D , perhaps that is how it will all end.
#4 zombiegleemax Sep 10, 2005 2:48:18	Interesting..... (Dmn it Greyorm, now you've got me all curious and everything!) :D