Milarqui
Deity
Cool update! Now, my first story.
Story:
Data: the river on whose banks the city of Zinar stands is called Gen. The mountains to the east of Zinar are the Ugar. The desert to the east of the Ugar Mountains is the Harar. The forest to the west of the Gen is the Welden.
Story:
We have never known why the Titans left us. We only know what happened. Adona, the Titan that created us, had been planning to create other beings that would serve us, but then a storm covered the whole sky, an earthquake made all of Nessan tremble in fear, and many people died. A flash of light then filled the world entire, and when our ancestors' eyes recovered their eyesight Adona was nowhere to see. The storm had killed many with its lightnings, and the earthquake destroyed much of our city, killing many people.
For several years, our ancestors struggled, for the direction of Adona had been the thing that led them, and now, without Adona, they felt like babies without their parents. However, soon one person rose up: it was Un-Michael, the man who would become our first Judah. He rallied all the people, telling them that, while it was true that the Titan who had been our Father had left us, that did not mean that we could not do anything, comparing them with young ones who became independent from their parents. Their spirits swollen, the people worked first to rebuild the town of Zinar, which had been the only one among the people of Adona to survive the Fall, with the help of those few survivors from the other towns and posts that managed to reach Zinar. It took several generations, but under the rule of Un-Raphael-lan-Un-Uriel, Un-Michael's grandson, that finally Zinar was rebuilt, and it was even more splendorous than it was before the Fall.
Under the aegis of the Judah, Zinar managed to fend off the attacks of the Barbars, people who also descended from the People of Adona, but that unlike those at Zinar had remained away from civilization and gone mad, developing a brutal culture that was nothing but fighting against the monsters that populated the world, other tribes, and sometimes even themselves if they had no enemy to face. Few of them could be trapped and educated so that they joined Zinar and Yevah, because their brutal culture was so ingrained into their mindes. Even those saved from it still had the same feelings, and thus joined the army, where at least they would be able to give free rein to their impulses.
However, along the centuries, we were still suffering, and thus we were unable to go out in force, to meet the world outside and find what had happened to it in the years since the Fall. From time to time, a Champion would arise and be willing to roam Nessan and bring news, but many times the Champions would fall before they could return.
While that happened, we started to become busy. Our ancestors still remembered the lessons learned from Adona, and thus put them to good use. Some of them travelled to the Ugar Mountains to the East, so that they could extract marble, granite, iron and copper for the construction of our weapons and our buildings. Some others crossed the Gen River and travelled to Welden Forest, to cut down trees and bring them back to Zinar, to be used in construction and to bring heat in the coldest winters.
However, the most important lesson was magic. Everybody can use magic, but it requires training and lessons. Many of those were the same as Adona gave to the First People of Yevah, but others were developed by our ancestors after the Fall. Thanks to them, we can use the Power of Magic in many ways, which are easily accessible to anyone with the training.
The first of them, the one that was known to us from the times of the First people, was that of the Spoken Word. A man or woman could infuse his or her voice with magic, and using the Magikala, the Language of Magic, could use that magic to change the environment, to control the elements, to heal the people, to make things look different than they were, to become invisible and even to create things out of practically nothing. However, these had a big problem, in that they required the Magician to study the Magikala, and training so that they could use the Spoken Word correctly. Many Magicians fell when they made mistakes and used too much magic, so much magic that they accidentally used their life force to power the Spoken Word, and died.
It was not until the times of De-Raphael-lan-Ena-Michael that we managed to find a new way to use magic: a Magician named Runal-lan-Kanil discovered how to use the Engraved Word. Engraving the Magikarun, the Runes of Magic, in an object, and then infusing it with pure magic, could give that object the desired properties. The first object Runal-lan-Kanil made was a sword, Firetongue, which could burst into flames that only burned the enemy and never Firetongue's wielder. Unfortunately, it was lost when the Fifth Champion, Nisan-lan-Uriel, left with it and never returned. Fortunately for us, the knowledge was not lost and found many uses. Our Houses of Healing have beds engraved with runes that help the ill and the injured recover and become healthy again, and our foundries have rune-covered furnaces that prevent the heat from leaving it, thus concentrating it in smelting the mineral.
However, it still was not enough: spells were hard to do, and required concentration. It was Misal-lan-Nisan, the great-grandson of Runal-lan-Kanil, who developed the Written Word in the times of Tra-Azrael-lan-Ota-Uriel. He took a roll of parchment, in which he wrote the rune for Lightning and several others. When he used it against a monster, a lightning came out of the parchment and struck the monster dead, while the Written Word on the parchment disappeared. This was the start of a new era for the Magicians, for they would be able to use the Word in combat without risking their lives, while they trained it in a controlled environment.
Now, we are under the reign of Dac-Gabriel-lan-Detra-Raphael, our one-hundred-and-twenty-third Judah, and it has been his decree that now the Men of Yevah are ready to strike out, to meet the new world and to finally achieve the greatness we deserve.
And it is now, that I will let you go to sleep.
Data: the river on whose banks the city of Zinar stands is called Gen. The mountains to the east of Zinar are the Ugar. The desert to the east of the Ugar Mountains is the Harar. The forest to the west of the Gen is the Welden.