OOC: we have to get orders in by today? I shouldnt have wasted my time writing this crap story
Damara
Every Damaran has a place in the Kingdom of Heaven, we are special we were chosen by the lord himself to spread the glory of his word across the world.
It was not always this way, once we knew nothing of the lord god, we worshipped many gods but if they existed they proved too weak when we needed them most. It was before we settled permanent towns and villages, we moved from place to place in search of food never settling for long.
For along time this continued but all things come to an end, this simple existence was shattered when foul demons and their creations came into this world, their were only three demons but they were incredibly strong we only know the name of one Thornos was their leader. The Demons and their creations, which looked just like us but they were barbaric more in common with beasts then men, drove us from the plains into the hills and mountains.
Our chief did not know what to do and our shamans called on the help of the gods but those gods did not aid us. It was the lord god who helped us he heard our pleas and saw that his creations needed help so he took a part of his essence a part of his spirit and fused it with the soul of the most unlikely of men. The lord did not choose the chieftain, a warrior or a shaman but a cripple Kharash, he did this so we would see the miraculous change and know it was divine intervention of course not everyone believed it was divine intervention but demonic trickery. The chieftain would not relinquish his leadership and had to be slain in a duel, but still the shamans claimed him a demon, so Kharash told the shamans to call on their gods protection from his blades and when they were all dead the people knew a god stood before them.
All Damarans followed Kharash onto the plains where a mighty battle was fought, The leaders of both armies Thornos and Kharash entered into a personal duel, Thornos was twice the size of Kharash but size was for naught all the demons were slain.
Many of their creations fled and could not be killed, the Lord, speaking through Kharash, told us that no more would we wander the plains and instructed us to build villages and towns, the Lord also told us that because we Damarans are his creations we possess an Immortal soul so even though our bodies may die in this world we shall have a place in the Kingdom of Heaven so we may live on. Of course it stands to reason that because non-Damarans are the creations of foul demons that they have no soul and their will be no place for them in the Kingdom Heaven.