Lore

[ミ★ArieveTheGhostingFox★彡*[-Shipper-]*, The Game Master]

((It might suck, I wrote this like.... two or three years ago for an freestyle essay ;w; ))

The world of Yygmdryll

In a world just beginning, the first people came from above. The Archleo fell from the stars, and their ship tumbled through the sky. Creatures of the light, they always were dressed in battle gear. They rammed into the ground, finally coming to a halt. From the ashes of a forgotten world, the Archleo explored the new planet. It was a simple planet, not too much in food or water, there were a couple of races scattered here and there.
All of the races that existed were living a primitive lifestyle, foraging for plants and grubs. When they weren’t foraging, they were hunting for food.
The most sophisticated of these races were the elves, creatures of the arcane and written tomes. These pointy-eared beings usually have skin in a shade of green. They are among the oldest known races in Yygmdryll. They have a long and fascinating history.

Inside the mountains, the dwarves hammered away at the rock and stone. They melted rare ores to produce indestructible armor and weapons. They are an ancient race descended from the earth from when the world was young. Due to a sickness known as the curse of flesh, the dwarves’ earthen skin transformed their rocky hides into soft skin.

Brawling and fighting, the orcs put themselves into ranks based on how strong they are. The stronger you are, the more others respect you, this is the way of the orcs. Orcs are massive and brutish looking creatures. They are always looking for a fight. Never stand in the path of a charging orc.

Digging their way out from the ground, the Infernals were monsters of demonic origin. They were reckless and violent, but wise and cunning. These demonic creatures always seemed to hate the Archleo, and always found something to blame on them.

Since the Archleo showed the races how to make new foods, a new race claimed the stakes. The Pandawoks were masters in the culinary practice of cooking. Humans came not far after, with new forms of money. After an elf failed a science experiment, the Tainted became a race. They were undead fiends, exemplary in the practice of necromancy.

These races were the threshold of Yygmdryll and carried heavy burdens. Yygmdryll became a lush planet and creatures emerged. From goblins to giants, the creatures sought to cause problems for the new ‘master races’ before they could perfect this world. At this point, the races branched into groups or parties, who came together in groups called guilds. These guilds fought the creatures and solved the problems of the people.

Each person in these guilds had their own power, and people of similar power sorted into magical groups called classes. These classes excelled at their own fields of magical power.
When the people started making empires, they also made technological advancements. This led to mechanical industries, which in turn, created new classes. They learned new techniques on how to heal and learned new archeological findings. They made first aid classes and mastered the art of fishing.

Just when things seemed to be going well, Yygmdryll hit another obstacle. A Dark scout reported sightings of elemental creatures appearing out of rifts and battling across the landscape. He said that he barely escaped with his life, due to all the damage that they are causing. To make matters worse, the races chose this time to go to war with each other.
The armies set out to find worthy adventurers to stop the new menace. Sadly, every person that has gone to stop them has gotten demolished, or barely came back alive. At this rate, the planet will be destroyed. We need heroes… We need you! Will you help us, or will all this planet’s history be just another legend in the cosmos?...

[ミ★ArieveTheGhostingFox★彡*[-Shipper-]*, The Game Master]

Main Prophecy:

When what is false seems real, a forced marriage shall mark the destruction of nature.
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It shall be on the day that the sister becomes the mother, the false leader shall mark an end to enemies and an end to the monarchy.
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When the moment comes that the rain returns, a suspicious malfunction shall usher forth an age of pain and the return of dragons.
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When the day comes that the mark of the one becomes the mark of many, a suspicious accident shall usher forth the rise of a kingdom and an age of inhumanity.