Background

This is the intro i wrote for this book. :)

Background 

Year 424 of the Black Age,

 

            - Please note that the majority of this recording was from a wanderer claming to have seen the creation of the goddess Nathlyn. -

 

- All of the kingdoms on Tiadeth were at war. This war has been going on for nearly 300 years. The people have no alliances they fight their neighbors and disregard their old ties, making brother fight brother. 

A storm that covered the whole of the warring continent erupted. As the trees knelt at the mighty elven forest in Amalae, and the dunes in the Besran desert were swept away, the sky turned black as lighting and thunder racked the skies, the earth itself quivered in fear, as the storm rattled the entire land. 

Lightning struck the ground, at the base of a mountain. A fire started and gradually the flames turned black. It started from the top of the fire and slowly went down. A black fog started to creep toward the blaze. It came form all directions; the moment the dark mist touched the fire the fog was wrenched into it. Miles upon miles of the mist was devoured by the inferno. As the mist feed the fire the flames got darker and darker until it was jet black. The mysterious fog had vanished into the flames; the fire was rapidly decreasing in size. It started to convulse violently. Gradually it took the shape of a humanoid. It held itself tightly, as it knelt on the ground.

            Abruptly it started to down pour. As the water pelted the smoldering figure steam raised off of the form with a hiss, a shiver was sent down its spine with every freezing drop. As the fire died down, a radiant woman was revealed. The grass was damp under her skin, the smell of crushed grass strong. She slowly and shakily got to her feet. Looking around unsteadily her skin was an ebony color. She was in a clearing surrounded by trees. Where the grass failed rocks shot through the ground. As a stick cracked behind her, she spun around, her silvery-white hair whipping her face. She stumbled to regain her balance. -

           

Recorded by Kelus

High Priest of the goddess Amahar

 

Year 506 of the Black Age,

            In a brief raid upon the Chapel of Amahar I have come to posses this short but interesting document. My fellows and I wish to research more on this new Goddess Nathlyn. We believe that this being might be the one that lead the effort to lock my kind away. My individual group has plans for this creature in any event she will be very useful to our race. And more importantly to me.

                           -Nadrak

Leader of the mercenary band

Chessbryn

Author's Note

Let me know what you think, i am interested in hearing your thoughts :) and yes i have horrible spelling and grammar skills