Dagfinn
Maid Of Doom
The Warded Man is a book (You don't need to have read it to join us). However I highly recommend it, because it is part of a fantastic book series. For those who have read it, heads up. The story will also take elements from the other books, but we'll be using our own characters so most of the lore/detail will come from The Warded Man.
The world was not always as we see it know, there was a time when humanity lived in chaotic balance with the demons. Those years are called the Age of Ignorance; it was a time before wards. The Age of Ignorance was a scary time for human, but there were far less demons back then and they couldn't kill everyone of us. Much like today, humans would build up what they could and the demons would tear it down each night.
We struggled to survive and adapted, but we did, learning how to hide food and animals from the demons. We lived in holes in the ground so they couldn't find us.
We lived anyway we could, until we discovered writing. From there it wasn't long until we found writing that could hold back the demons, shielding us, we called them wards. We practiced wards, more and more until someone found a ward that could even hurt them.
The demons did not take well to this advancement. They fought back, and hard, thus the beginning of the First Demon War, the second age, the Age of the Deliverer. Magical tactics grew and humans began living longer. Strongest together then, and all brought together by The Deliverer. There was hope that we could stop the demons all together, and soon they top showing up at all. Humanity rejoiced in their victory, but as many years passed without a common foe, the brotherhood of men grew strained. For the first time we fought against each other. As war sparked, the Deliverer was called upon by all sides to lead, but he shouted-
| I'll not fight ‘gainst men while a single demon remains in the Core! The Deliverer |
From these wars arose powerful nations, mankind spread far and wide, covering the entire world. The Age of the Deliverer came to a close, and the Age of Science began. The Age of Science was our greatest time but in that time was our biggest mistake. We forgot magic, wards.
After three thousand years, the demon were thought to have never existed. From history, to legend, to myth, until they almost vanished altogether. The demons multiplied over the centuries, in secret. Hidden well in the core. Then three hundred years ago, they rose from the Core one night in massive numbers to take it back. Take back everything that they had lost to us. Whole cities were destroyed in the first night. Men fought back, but even our greatest weapons had little effect. The Age of Science came to a close and the Age of Destruction took hold.
They looked in there history desperate for answers, the old science was not help, but they found salvation at last in old stories once considered fantasy. Men began to draw clumsy symbols in the dirt, preventing the demons from approaching. The wards still worked, but nervous and ignorant hands make mistakes and that could lead to disaster. Those who survived gathered people to them, protecting them through the nights. Those men became the first Warders.
In the end no one could find the ward that hurt the demons, and some fight but not with much strength...
Those who still fight now live deep in the south. Deep in the unforgiving sands of the deserts. The heat of the sun burning down onto the nerely infertile ground. Their numbers are dwindling now. Pride, hope, and the gospel of religion are the only things left driving them to fight.
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