Post by Makaidos on Sept 10, 2009 21:17:23 GMT -8
Many years passed since the events of the second age and many new magics were being found by all the races.
The newfound magic was improving lives and helping to promote peace between the races. However, many were looking for ways to use magic for war and defense, "just in case."
Meanwhile, Kaidok found that his twisted form granted him unusually long life for an elf, and for his followers as well. Rethinking how he was going to plan his dominion, he tried for a more subtle approach, mirroring the way his magic worked.
Finding a few beings of differing races who submitted to his command, he sent them throughout the kingdoms of the races spreading unrest with rumours of war, rebellion, and treachory.
This process took over a century before any results were noticed, which was just fine with Kaidok. If nobody could trace what was going on back to him, he would no longer be under scrutiny as the elves laxed in their watchfullness of him.
Eventually Kaidok recieved word that the races were researching more and more magic for war and defense than the were for anything else. Pleased with the information, he sent his spies to redouble their efforts. His plan was too have all the races fight each other, then come out of the chaos and enslave all the races with his fresh troops.
More years passed and the races were growing more wary of the others as rumors grew more and more frequent with tales of war and betrayal. Finally, like a rope with too much tension for too long, the dwarves made the preemptive strike that would begin a long and bloody war.
With no alliances among any of the races, there was war on every side and no hope for peace. When finished with a major offensive with one race, they may find themselves attacked right after victory by one or more armies from different races.
Alliances waxed and waned, but were never permenant. The moment where one race made their goal, the alliance was broken and they turned on their former allies.
Kaidok grew more and more pleased with the progress of the war and chaos, readying his forces to go and pick up the pieces of the mess and gain control of the land. But something he learned made him wait and hold his hand.
A few members from every race, except the gnomes since they largely stayed out of the war due to their pieceful nature, and thus had no need to seek a peace treaty, gathered together in a remote location. Among them were some off the most powerful spell casters in Aragohm.
Agreeing that the research of magic had been the cause of the war, the mages from the drak?n, elves, humans, and dwarves cast a spell that would take the magical energies from the people, and siphon them into a number of rings.
But at the last moment, before anything could be undone, the elven mage changed his part of the spell which effected the races in ways he wouldn't quite realize. Instead of binding his magic to the rings, he bound part of it to Aragohm instead hoping that only the elves would be able to use magic now.
In reality however, when the magic was bound to Aragohm, it gave all races, exept for the drak?n access to the magic since the drak?n were a race created by magic.
After the spell was finished, the toll took their lives thus losing the counterspell forever. But the spell had the desired effect on the war.
Immediently, when they realized that their magic was useless (For they would have to learn how to use their magic in a new way now) they stopped warring and realized the toll the fighting had taken on each of them.
Dangerously low on people, the various races reached an agreement and ended the fighting. The effects of the magic war were seen everywhere in destroyed cities, dead lands that were once lush with life, and a massive amount of their own dead.
Kaidok stayed his hand and chose to wait for another opportunity later on, for if he did attack now, he might have caused the extinction of one or more races, something he didn't want to do, for if the race was gone, who then would be his slaves? Instead, he retreated into the depths of the twisted forest he called home and waited...
Peace followed for many more years as the races rebuilt and increased in number, learning to use their magic once again, but vowing never to use magic as a weapon of war.
Thus begins the start of the fourth age, and three thousand years later, a new chapter unfolds in the history of Aragohm.
The newfound magic was improving lives and helping to promote peace between the races. However, many were looking for ways to use magic for war and defense, "just in case."
Meanwhile, Kaidok found that his twisted form granted him unusually long life for an elf, and for his followers as well. Rethinking how he was going to plan his dominion, he tried for a more subtle approach, mirroring the way his magic worked.
Finding a few beings of differing races who submitted to his command, he sent them throughout the kingdoms of the races spreading unrest with rumours of war, rebellion, and treachory.
This process took over a century before any results were noticed, which was just fine with Kaidok. If nobody could trace what was going on back to him, he would no longer be under scrutiny as the elves laxed in their watchfullness of him.
Eventually Kaidok recieved word that the races were researching more and more magic for war and defense than the were for anything else. Pleased with the information, he sent his spies to redouble their efforts. His plan was too have all the races fight each other, then come out of the chaos and enslave all the races with his fresh troops.
More years passed and the races were growing more wary of the others as rumors grew more and more frequent with tales of war and betrayal. Finally, like a rope with too much tension for too long, the dwarves made the preemptive strike that would begin a long and bloody war.
With no alliances among any of the races, there was war on every side and no hope for peace. When finished with a major offensive with one race, they may find themselves attacked right after victory by one or more armies from different races.
Alliances waxed and waned, but were never permenant. The moment where one race made their goal, the alliance was broken and they turned on their former allies.
Kaidok grew more and more pleased with the progress of the war and chaos, readying his forces to go and pick up the pieces of the mess and gain control of the land. But something he learned made him wait and hold his hand.
A few members from every race, except the gnomes since they largely stayed out of the war due to their pieceful nature, and thus had no need to seek a peace treaty, gathered together in a remote location. Among them were some off the most powerful spell casters in Aragohm.
Agreeing that the research of magic had been the cause of the war, the mages from the drak?n, elves, humans, and dwarves cast a spell that would take the magical energies from the people, and siphon them into a number of rings.
But at the last moment, before anything could be undone, the elven mage changed his part of the spell which effected the races in ways he wouldn't quite realize. Instead of binding his magic to the rings, he bound part of it to Aragohm instead hoping that only the elves would be able to use magic now.
In reality however, when the magic was bound to Aragohm, it gave all races, exept for the drak?n access to the magic since the drak?n were a race created by magic.
After the spell was finished, the toll took their lives thus losing the counterspell forever. But the spell had the desired effect on the war.
Immediently, when they realized that their magic was useless (For they would have to learn how to use their magic in a new way now) they stopped warring and realized the toll the fighting had taken on each of them.
Dangerously low on people, the various races reached an agreement and ended the fighting. The effects of the magic war were seen everywhere in destroyed cities, dead lands that were once lush with life, and a massive amount of their own dead.
Kaidok stayed his hand and chose to wait for another opportunity later on, for if he did attack now, he might have caused the extinction of one or more races, something he didn't want to do, for if the race was gone, who then would be his slaves? Instead, he retreated into the depths of the twisted forest he called home and waited...
Peace followed for many more years as the races rebuilt and increased in number, learning to use their magic once again, but vowing never to use magic as a weapon of war.
Thus begins the start of the fourth age, and three thousand years later, a new chapter unfolds in the history of Aragohm.