Journeys of Uthen'Jhai : The New Dawn
The Journey's of Uthen'Jhai : The New Dawn
During the peace after the ancient race wars there was strict borders that each race had to stay away from..
The elf did not want Humans in their Kingdome and eventual Half Breed's where treated like scum by both parts…
I do not exactly know why the great war started or why the kings of the human lands felt that the Elven Kingdome was a much better place then their own, but I do Know that only a few of us survived the great war..
I know of this since I am of the few who survived the great wars…
There are not many of us that survived but we can still tell the tale of what happened back then..
Unfortunately some has chosen to remain silent about their old sins, sworn to never speak about that day..
I am a Half-Elf and thus I was an outcast by both races, my mission upon this world has never easy…
According to old tomes of knowledge a single man was the cause of the great peace after the world was so brutally ripped into pieces by the Great War, and with its death came the new war… far worse then ever seen before.
One that was lead by a man called Lord Simon the Mad
He was the one who started the whole mess with the Kin slayer wars over again, Race against Race…
The Past
February 23'rd in the Year of our Lord 241 BC
I do not know why the High Council has summoned me of all the people in this town, they say it's a mission that only I can complete and thus they need me to enter the Sacred Hall, ever since I was born I have been a renegade, a freak and an outcast from normal society, I was made by the combined love between Human and Elf…
The Sacred Hall was more like a local monastery but the powers that flowed within the walls of this ancient chapel was far from the usual monk powers...
Often some Dark mage sought refugee or shelter here, since this hall was for all the paths of the ancients even Evil came here… but once inside there was no good nor evil, everyone who entered had to promise never to harm something with a life inside the halls…
I walked around in the audience chamber of the Great Hall and wondered why they allowed me an Half-Elf to even enter the great hall of the Ancients, normally even being near these sacred halls would mean death to my kind..
We where forbidden to get close to the halls unless we could hide ourselves well from the chapel guardians…
The Tome of Ancient times says that there was once a great battle between good and evil, light and darkness.
However mankind took sides in this Great War and thus both sides begun to loose power…
And then with the dark ages, the great catastrophe that almost ruined the world started.
Records state that over five hundred billion innocent souls died.
Those who survived to talk about the great battle or catastrophe claims that both darkness and light where united into one great ball with then struck down upon the poor praying followers of both light and darkness..
Only a few survived..
When I looked outside I could not Imagine that such an event ever happened upon this world but mayhap it is so that the world has healed after all those years, some claim the event never happened and others claim that its so old that even our oldest books are young compared to the great rift..
After walking around in the Great Hall for a few moments a group of monks entered the chamber and all carried the usual walking staff that where given to the new brothers…the staff always started as true wood color and then after a few years the staff changed color to match your alignment, Fire was evil and Ice was good…
The leader of the Monks was however much more interesting, a noble Paladin with a black Cross on the cloak, a sight one never would forget that was for certain..
He who spoke in a low yet calm voice….. "Greetings Half-Elf, the Master has been informed that you where waiting..." he paused and looked me over, since I did not know what he was waiting for so I asked him why I had been summoned... "Pardon me oh noble one, May I know thy name and who it was that summoned me?" he looked at me with confusion in his eyes, apparently he thought that I had been told everything.. but when this was not the matter he slowly Inhaled and begun to speak ."They have not told you? oh well no matter.. my name is Azamoth.." He stopped and exhaled a little as if trying to find the right words for what we was about to say, and the right way to place them… "You where summoned by the great master of the Temple, Elder Mazir Thuzah." I got more confused by the second... why would the master Templar summon me a mere Half Elf.. "Why am I here Azamoth? what Quest can be so demanding that I am to be Used?" he smiled a little and put his hand inside the tunic as if he was going to show something .. “I know that you wish to know allot Half-Elf but for now you are silent…” I was given a scroll with a standard Seal upon it, I knew about those seals too well.. “here read this..” if there was no Imperial Seal the couriers would not deliver them for free, there was a law about that.. when I broke the seal and unfolded the scroll I saw that the Monks placed down a staff and a backpack next to dried food and fruit, after that they and the Paladin called Azamoth left the chamber leaving me alone with the letter and the goods… when I looked upon the now Unfolded scroll I saw that it was written in an old elven Language, this was not a request by the great Council but by some powerful Dark Elf.
Greetings Brother Uthen'Jhai
My name is Ghur'Jau, my greetings and best wishes to you...
I have arranged for a meeting in Bah'Shagtoth, the last of the free town's...
Beware of Traitors who hate our Blood Bond, Guh'Izan will show you why.
There are matters that we must talk about that can not be trusted to mere paper..
Be there.... before the next full moon turns red...
- Ghur'Jau
I did not know how to take this letter, a drow that called me Blood Brother.. mayhap I would get some answers if I left for the City Ba'Shagtoth as described…
The Mission was from a man who called me his Blood Brother, a ritual hated by most Elven kinds since those who undertook it was always better at certain things that normal man could not do..
The Staff was an normal walking stick and the food was meant for travel.. this meant that I was no longer welcome in this sacred hall since they hated Half-Elf's specially those who had friends amongst the Drow.. the Dark Elf’s..
As I packed down everything I thought about whom this Izan ty Gar was.. his name was not so known and I knew most of the High Dark Elf’s so that meant that he had come from one of the "Lesser" civilized areas of the world where chaos still was amongst the best parts… those who worshiped order and the light had no more to gain here..
Even though I was surprised to be on a mission for the High Council I thought that this Drow was Powerful enough to DEMAND that I was to be sent… the first step on my Journey was to reach the Elf City in one piece, This would prove to be more problematic then I first thought…. My first path would lead me trough Imperial Lands… the lands of the Pure Humans in other words…. And as of what I know nobody that is anything else then Human has been allowed to pass Unharmed trough the Imperial lands….
The Human Empire has never been kind upon my breed, we are outcasts and freaks compared to them, Thus they hunt us like prey merely because they can..
There are a few Humans that has been kind to me but the empire has swiftly removed those humans from their powerful positions in the High Council…
Since I had no other choice I had to start my journey.. when I came outside the great Monastery I was greeted by an armed escort that guarded a wagon, the Captain of the group Sir Reeve Ironclad was first to greet me with respect in his voice… “Well, I presume that you are Uthen'Jhai our so called escort… It is an honor to work for you, and I shall protect you with my life…” His words where confusing, he said it was an honor to work for me.. but they where only to escort me to the border.. so I had to ask what he meant.. “What do you mean with work for me? You are merely supposed to escort me to the border and then ditch me there….” One of the soldiers suddenly drew his sword and rushed forward, I thought that I was dead this time for nobody could ever outrun a Knight in the Crimson Guard, but to my big surprise he was not after me but a person that was trying to rush up behind me.. the poor lad had no chance against the mighty sword of the Crimson Knight… I could hear the captain swearing a long row of foul words… he knew something… as upon a given command the rest of the Knights drew their swords and attacked cloaked figures that came running out of the alleys…the captain’s voice could be heard for a long way since he shouted rather loudly…”These are Imperial Assassins, do not let any of them escape or our heads will roll earlier then we thought…” The Knights of the Crimson Guard where swift and effective, they cut down the Imperial Assassins without any mercy or even give it a second thought… after clearing the place up they all started to ride southwards to scout ahead but the captain and three Knights of the Crimson guard remained to wait for me, it seemed like they where doing something with the wagon.. to my surprise the captain called for me.. ”Uthen'Jhai! I do hope for your sake that you know how to ride a horse for we have no time to bring along this old and rusty wagon on the path we are to ride today…” I merely smiled at him and mounted the horse without any problems, the look on his face was a sight indeed I wish that I knew what he was thinking… I was given a bow by one of the Crimson Knights and a Quiver of Arrows… then we started to ride hard to the south following the other knights..
Later the same day, near the river Zegwraith’s Bane..
We had reached the river of Zegwraith’s Bane located far south-east of the Capitol city, we where getting closer to the Imperial lands for every minute that passed, I knew the old tale about the river far to well…but just to pass time I thought id ask the captain about it… “Captain Reeve, I would be deeply honored if you told me the tale about this river and why it got its name…” The captain smiled and leaned back against a tree, we had made camp for the day since night usually came early near the border…The Captains voice was still strange and filled with too much respect then he should have… “Ah, so you wish to hear the tale of the Zegwraith’s Bane…
it's a long story about a band of Wraiths that plagued the land several thousand years ago, just before the cataclysm they grew too large for the local king to handle… “Since it was going to take a while I sat down too, he took a deep breath and then started to speak…. The Tale of the Zegwraith’s Bane
As told by Sir Reeve Ironclad, Captain of the Crimson Guard
The Local king had been told about a young King that would be able to handle these fiends easily but he was far away from then in a country surround by mountains… the king found out that the river Nag had become a breeding place for many strange fiends and the wraiths that followed them always killed the humans that got too close… they became Zegwraith’s.. unfortunately the King never got time to send for help from the other country before the Zegwraith’s started to haunt the town at night, the poor merchants went insane and in a massive riot caused by the Zegwraith’s they killed the king… only the price of the country could now send the letter to the one who would save them… since the fiends that lived with the Zegwraith’s always hunted down their couriers he took it himself to the far away land… he came back with the lord of the realm and with him a magical blade came along… nobody knows what he did for no one was allowed to watch, they where all ordered to stay in the castle until it was over, they could hear fierce war cry’s from the fiends just outside the castle doors, they had entered the village!! Then suddenly everything went silent but the prince was not yet allowed to leave the castle… not until three days later the prince was allowed to leave the castle since the man he had brought from the Mountain Country was finally back, outside the castle doors they could see that it had been a fierce battle but there where no corpses, the Prince thanked the man that nobody knew the name of and watched as he used his magic to teleport back to his country, that was how they had gotten here so fast… after a few more days the Prince managed to scourge forth an army to see if the Zegwraith’s had left the riverside… to their surprise they found massive hoards of dead fiends and even more traces of Zegwraith’s… everything was normal… the only thing that was new in the river was a cave near the mountain and in the cave was a blade glowing deep red… it seemed like the killer of the fiends had left it there incase someone should ever need it… the Inscription said that the one whom the blade would choose could easily find both the cave and the power to lift the sword out of the stone.. the Prince called both the blade and the river The Zegwraith’s Bane, since the Zegwraith’s had met their doom on this river and by the blade that glowed with such a terrible power that nobody wished to draw it…” after taking a break and looking around he continued the tale … “The Prince finally became the new king of the land and his first command was to seal the ancient cave holding the dark blade with elders magic.. during the years the monsters started to return and every once in a while the sword called out a Champion to wield it against the Zegwraith’s and their beast men allies, thus repeating history over again… after the rift opened about four thousand years ago there was a Dark Champion wielding the Zegwraith’s bane against humans, somehow the sword accepted him as its champion and was corrupted by his dark will, his name was Lord Armageddon….” it seemed like there was time for yet another tale, one of the Knights brought out an old book and gave it to the captain…
Harmonians, Part One
As told by Lord Angelus Dragonstar, Lord of Harmonia
“The Harmonians, what kind of beast men are they anyhow? According to my study of the settlers of the Harmonian lands follow an Ancient god of death Nerathim Nurimal, not many know why they first ever came to this land but before them there was a tribe of beast men here, they where strong and wise but no match for the Harmonians, according to old legends I am heritage to the throne of Harmonia and also great grand child of the greatest Lord in all times… Lord Adrian Dragonstar… they act like normal humans with merchants and such but as soon as something threats the new Harmonia the citizens turn from peaceful traders into fierce Warlords… I may be from Harmonia myself but I am not PURE Breed as they say, I am a mix of Harmonian and Elf… according to my information I am supposed to be the son of Lord Simon the Mad and an Elven lady…”
During the peace after the ancient race wars there was strict borders that each race had to stay away from..
The elf did not want Humans in their Kingdome and eventual Half Breed's where treated like scum by both parts…
I do not exactly know why the great war started or why the kings of the human lands felt that the Elven Kingdome was a much better place then their own, but I do Know that only a few of us survived the great war..
I know of this since I am of the few who survived the great wars…
There are not many of us that survived but we can still tell the tale of what happened back then..
Unfortunately some has chosen to remain silent about their old sins, sworn to never speak about that day..
I am a Half-Elf and thus I was an outcast by both races, my mission upon this world has never easy…
According to old tomes of knowledge a single man was the cause of the great peace after the world was so brutally ripped into pieces by the Great War, and with its death came the new war… far worse then ever seen before.
One that was lead by a man called Lord Simon the Mad
He was the one who started the whole mess with the Kin slayer wars over again, Race against Race…
The Past
February 23'rd in the Year of our Lord 241 BC
I do not know why the High Council has summoned me of all the people in this town, they say it's a mission that only I can complete and thus they need me to enter the Sacred Hall, ever since I was born I have been a renegade, a freak and an outcast from normal society, I was made by the combined love between Human and Elf…
The Sacred Hall was more like a local monastery but the powers that flowed within the walls of this ancient chapel was far from the usual monk powers...
Often some Dark mage sought refugee or shelter here, since this hall was for all the paths of the ancients even Evil came here… but once inside there was no good nor evil, everyone who entered had to promise never to harm something with a life inside the halls…
I walked around in the audience chamber of the Great Hall and wondered why they allowed me an Half-Elf to even enter the great hall of the Ancients, normally even being near these sacred halls would mean death to my kind..
We where forbidden to get close to the halls unless we could hide ourselves well from the chapel guardians…
The Tome of Ancient times says that there was once a great battle between good and evil, light and darkness.
However mankind took sides in this Great War and thus both sides begun to loose power…
And then with the dark ages, the great catastrophe that almost ruined the world started.
Records state that over five hundred billion innocent souls died.
Those who survived to talk about the great battle or catastrophe claims that both darkness and light where united into one great ball with then struck down upon the poor praying followers of both light and darkness..
Only a few survived..
When I looked outside I could not Imagine that such an event ever happened upon this world but mayhap it is so that the world has healed after all those years, some claim the event never happened and others claim that its so old that even our oldest books are young compared to the great rift..
After walking around in the Great Hall for a few moments a group of monks entered the chamber and all carried the usual walking staff that where given to the new brothers…the staff always started as true wood color and then after a few years the staff changed color to match your alignment, Fire was evil and Ice was good…
The leader of the Monks was however much more interesting, a noble Paladin with a black Cross on the cloak, a sight one never would forget that was for certain..
He who spoke in a low yet calm voice….. "Greetings Half-Elf, the Master has been informed that you where waiting..." he paused and looked me over, since I did not know what he was waiting for so I asked him why I had been summoned... "Pardon me oh noble one, May I know thy name and who it was that summoned me?" he looked at me with confusion in his eyes, apparently he thought that I had been told everything.. but when this was not the matter he slowly Inhaled and begun to speak ."They have not told you? oh well no matter.. my name is Azamoth.." He stopped and exhaled a little as if trying to find the right words for what we was about to say, and the right way to place them… "You where summoned by the great master of the Temple, Elder Mazir Thuzah." I got more confused by the second... why would the master Templar summon me a mere Half Elf.. "Why am I here Azamoth? what Quest can be so demanding that I am to be Used?" he smiled a little and put his hand inside the tunic as if he was going to show something .. “I know that you wish to know allot Half-Elf but for now you are silent…” I was given a scroll with a standard Seal upon it, I knew about those seals too well.. “here read this..” if there was no Imperial Seal the couriers would not deliver them for free, there was a law about that.. when I broke the seal and unfolded the scroll I saw that the Monks placed down a staff and a backpack next to dried food and fruit, after that they and the Paladin called Azamoth left the chamber leaving me alone with the letter and the goods… when I looked upon the now Unfolded scroll I saw that it was written in an old elven Language, this was not a request by the great Council but by some powerful Dark Elf.
Greetings Brother Uthen'Jhai
My name is Ghur'Jau, my greetings and best wishes to you...
I have arranged for a meeting in Bah'Shagtoth, the last of the free town's...
Beware of Traitors who hate our Blood Bond, Guh'Izan will show you why.
There are matters that we must talk about that can not be trusted to mere paper..
Be there.... before the next full moon turns red...
- Ghur'Jau
I did not know how to take this letter, a drow that called me Blood Brother.. mayhap I would get some answers if I left for the City Ba'Shagtoth as described…
The Mission was from a man who called me his Blood Brother, a ritual hated by most Elven kinds since those who undertook it was always better at certain things that normal man could not do..
The Staff was an normal walking stick and the food was meant for travel.. this meant that I was no longer welcome in this sacred hall since they hated Half-Elf's specially those who had friends amongst the Drow.. the Dark Elf’s..
As I packed down everything I thought about whom this Izan ty Gar was.. his name was not so known and I knew most of the High Dark Elf’s so that meant that he had come from one of the "Lesser" civilized areas of the world where chaos still was amongst the best parts… those who worshiped order and the light had no more to gain here..
Even though I was surprised to be on a mission for the High Council I thought that this Drow was Powerful enough to DEMAND that I was to be sent… the first step on my Journey was to reach the Elf City in one piece, This would prove to be more problematic then I first thought…. My first path would lead me trough Imperial Lands… the lands of the Pure Humans in other words…. And as of what I know nobody that is anything else then Human has been allowed to pass Unharmed trough the Imperial lands….
The Human Empire has never been kind upon my breed, we are outcasts and freaks compared to them, Thus they hunt us like prey merely because they can..
There are a few Humans that has been kind to me but the empire has swiftly removed those humans from their powerful positions in the High Council…
Since I had no other choice I had to start my journey.. when I came outside the great Monastery I was greeted by an armed escort that guarded a wagon, the Captain of the group Sir Reeve Ironclad was first to greet me with respect in his voice… “Well, I presume that you are Uthen'Jhai our so called escort… It is an honor to work for you, and I shall protect you with my life…” His words where confusing, he said it was an honor to work for me.. but they where only to escort me to the border.. so I had to ask what he meant.. “What do you mean with work for me? You are merely supposed to escort me to the border and then ditch me there….” One of the soldiers suddenly drew his sword and rushed forward, I thought that I was dead this time for nobody could ever outrun a Knight in the Crimson Guard, but to my big surprise he was not after me but a person that was trying to rush up behind me.. the poor lad had no chance against the mighty sword of the Crimson Knight… I could hear the captain swearing a long row of foul words… he knew something… as upon a given command the rest of the Knights drew their swords and attacked cloaked figures that came running out of the alleys…the captain’s voice could be heard for a long way since he shouted rather loudly…”These are Imperial Assassins, do not let any of them escape or our heads will roll earlier then we thought…” The Knights of the Crimson Guard where swift and effective, they cut down the Imperial Assassins without any mercy or even give it a second thought… after clearing the place up they all started to ride southwards to scout ahead but the captain and three Knights of the Crimson guard remained to wait for me, it seemed like they where doing something with the wagon.. to my surprise the captain called for me.. ”Uthen'Jhai! I do hope for your sake that you know how to ride a horse for we have no time to bring along this old and rusty wagon on the path we are to ride today…” I merely smiled at him and mounted the horse without any problems, the look on his face was a sight indeed I wish that I knew what he was thinking… I was given a bow by one of the Crimson Knights and a Quiver of Arrows… then we started to ride hard to the south following the other knights..
Later the same day, near the river Zegwraith’s Bane..
We had reached the river of Zegwraith’s Bane located far south-east of the Capitol city, we where getting closer to the Imperial lands for every minute that passed, I knew the old tale about the river far to well…but just to pass time I thought id ask the captain about it… “Captain Reeve, I would be deeply honored if you told me the tale about this river and why it got its name…” The captain smiled and leaned back against a tree, we had made camp for the day since night usually came early near the border…The Captains voice was still strange and filled with too much respect then he should have… “Ah, so you wish to hear the tale of the Zegwraith’s Bane…
it's a long story about a band of Wraiths that plagued the land several thousand years ago, just before the cataclysm they grew too large for the local king to handle… “Since it was going to take a while I sat down too, he took a deep breath and then started to speak…. The Tale of the Zegwraith’s Bane
As told by Sir Reeve Ironclad, Captain of the Crimson Guard
The Local king had been told about a young King that would be able to handle these fiends easily but he was far away from then in a country surround by mountains… the king found out that the river Nag had become a breeding place for many strange fiends and the wraiths that followed them always killed the humans that got too close… they became Zegwraith’s.. unfortunately the King never got time to send for help from the other country before the Zegwraith’s started to haunt the town at night, the poor merchants went insane and in a massive riot caused by the Zegwraith’s they killed the king… only the price of the country could now send the letter to the one who would save them… since the fiends that lived with the Zegwraith’s always hunted down their couriers he took it himself to the far away land… he came back with the lord of the realm and with him a magical blade came along… nobody knows what he did for no one was allowed to watch, they where all ordered to stay in the castle until it was over, they could hear fierce war cry’s from the fiends just outside the castle doors, they had entered the village!! Then suddenly everything went silent but the prince was not yet allowed to leave the castle… not until three days later the prince was allowed to leave the castle since the man he had brought from the Mountain Country was finally back, outside the castle doors they could see that it had been a fierce battle but there where no corpses, the Prince thanked the man that nobody knew the name of and watched as he used his magic to teleport back to his country, that was how they had gotten here so fast… after a few more days the Prince managed to scourge forth an army to see if the Zegwraith’s had left the riverside… to their surprise they found massive hoards of dead fiends and even more traces of Zegwraith’s… everything was normal… the only thing that was new in the river was a cave near the mountain and in the cave was a blade glowing deep red… it seemed like the killer of the fiends had left it there incase someone should ever need it… the Inscription said that the one whom the blade would choose could easily find both the cave and the power to lift the sword out of the stone.. the Prince called both the blade and the river The Zegwraith’s Bane, since the Zegwraith’s had met their doom on this river and by the blade that glowed with such a terrible power that nobody wished to draw it…” after taking a break and looking around he continued the tale … “The Prince finally became the new king of the land and his first command was to seal the ancient cave holding the dark blade with elders magic.. during the years the monsters started to return and every once in a while the sword called out a Champion to wield it against the Zegwraith’s and their beast men allies, thus repeating history over again… after the rift opened about four thousand years ago there was a Dark Champion wielding the Zegwraith’s bane against humans, somehow the sword accepted him as its champion and was corrupted by his dark will, his name was Lord Armageddon….” it seemed like there was time for yet another tale, one of the Knights brought out an old book and gave it to the captain…
Harmonians, Part One
As told by Lord Angelus Dragonstar, Lord of Harmonia
“The Harmonians, what kind of beast men are they anyhow? According to my study of the settlers of the Harmonian lands follow an Ancient god of death Nerathim Nurimal, not many know why they first ever came to this land but before them there was a tribe of beast men here, they where strong and wise but no match for the Harmonians, according to old legends I am heritage to the throne of Harmonia and also great grand child of the greatest Lord in all times… Lord Adrian Dragonstar… they act like normal humans with merchants and such but as soon as something threats the new Harmonia the citizens turn from peaceful traders into fierce Warlords… I may be from Harmonia myself but I am not PURE Breed as they say, I am a mix of Harmonian and Elf… according to my information I am supposed to be the son of Lord Simon the Mad and an Elven lady…”
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