Let it all Begin

I cannot describe what is not here yet

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Death and Resurrection

Death is the end, it may seem as some have come back, but there is no guarantee that the body contains the same being.

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Frustration

Gods happen when a strong magic user grows frustrated by the world around them and decide to reshape things in their image. These “gods” often make things worse than they were before their intervention.

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Male and female are indistinct, those cultures that divide are often looked down upon as barbarians. Great leaders have sprung from both and from those that don't conform to either. Create your stories accordingly.

The author

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Why start at the beginning when the middle is just as interesting

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Travel between dimensions involves our death at the starting point, the implications of this varies by cosmovision

The Creator

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Evil is not absolute, even the worst of us care about something or someone

The Creator

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Rule Sixteen: magic is not inherently good or evil.

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Rule Fifteen: To create life, another life must be forfeit

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Rule Fourteen: Magic users can be treated positively or negatively depending on the culture

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Rule Thirteen: creatures can resemble earth wildlife but not quite

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Shamans

A shaman is the most important member of a tribe, when the Daar reach puberty (or their equivalent) a few of them begin manifesting powers, these individuals are then trained in the use of magic by their elders. Not all will survive.

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The hunt

They had been chasing the gigantic beast for a whole day, when the sun had barely shone above the mountains they heard its roar. By the time the sky was pink and the shadow long they began the chase, but the beast was wily, intelligent even. it used its command of the winds to hide its track, to obscure their vision with coarse dust that clung to their clothes, and made breathing hard. But the shaman was with them and for every primal spell the beast flung, the shaman was there to apease the spirit of Dark and clear a path. By the time the moons began to rise, the beast was exhausted, as were the hunters, but they had herbal concoctions and extracts of other beasts to keep them going. It all ended with an almost sad spear between the neck plates, the great beast did not even put up a fight in the end.

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Rule twelve: magic does not make life easier

The Creator

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Eleventh Rule: The Creator never lies, others do either purposely or through ignorance

The Creator

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The Uus and the Great Cave

The great cave surround us there is an exit but its far for us, all we can see is its light. We have always existed inside the cave, there is no before and there will be no after. From the cave life sprung and from it death springs forth, it nourishes and culls us, it is life and death. The dwellers of the cave give and take as they see fit, we are but small beings but we have power, they gave us magic and through magic we shape the cave to survive. We are the Uus.

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The Book of Daak Athar

Before the Athar, the world was an an eternally dark and empty desert. Until one day a single pinpoint of light appeared upon the sky. For a fortnight and a day the light lit the desolate earth until, on the 17th day the light fell to the earth. The light dimmed and revealed a figure: a giant of ash and cinder whose very single step cracked the ground. Daak had arrived, and as he surveyed his domain his, where the ground had split it reformed and created the mountains and the valleys we call home. But Daak soon realized he was alone, a great sorrow overcame him and he cried. From his tears the rivers and the oceans formed. This was the beginning of the world, yet it was empty and Daak alone. In his frustration he gathered huge handfuls of dirt and rock and flung them at the skies in an attempt to signal someone, anyone that he was there. The smallest ones became the stars while the bigger ones turned into the comets and the spheres, while the biggest three became the moons. Finally, in a final desperate attempt Daak flung a flaming rock into the firmament, a final cry I to an uncaring void. Our sun was born, and in the skies it travels still searching the indifferent void for a companion to its creator. Yet Daak waited and waited for his signals to be seen, until the loneliness and sorrow were too much to bear and Daak shattered into millions of splinters seeding the world with his essence. As time passed, the sun and the tears, the winds and the void nurtured these seeds and rom the, sprung life. The shards that landed in the seas gave us fish, the ones in the mountains birds and the ones in the land the creatures that live amongst us. And from Daak's heart, the Athar.

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the intelligent races mastered the magic in the world, one by one magic users sprang all over creation

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