Origins

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In a time beyond time, long before the Earth took its modern form, magic existed in the world. The greatest empire of this time was the realm of Valdoria, though it was but a small thing compared to the far greater empires to come. Valdoria’s wizards possessed much power and lore, yet far less than those who had once trod the world and those who would tread it in later years. Its priests worshipped many gods, but those gods were cold and distant powers who did little to help their followers.

All things must pass, and over the course of years Valdoria’s power weakened. The world became a place of petty kingdoms and cruel tyrants. But despite these mean circumstances, a wondrous thing began to occur — magic slowly but surely arose in the world once more. No man knew it at the time, but the gods did.

One of the most powerful gods of that time was Poseidon, a sea-god worshipped by a small cult that lived in a distant land. Poseidon decided the time had come to reward his followers for their devotion. He appeared before the leaders of the cult — a farmer named Evenor and his wife Leucippe — and bade them accompany him. With bowed heads and humble hearts, they agreed, and in a rush of power Poseidon whirled them up and away from their homes.

When at last they could see and hear again, they were on the shore of a green and wondrous land of rolling hills, deep forests, and sun-dappled fields. The very air smelled sweet, and game was plentiful. “This island I have created for you,” Poseidon said. “Here you will dwell for long and long, and worship me. Gifts of wondrous power shall be yours, and if you use them aright great power in the world shall follow. Remain true to the gods, and fortune shall be your constant companion.”

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Origins

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