Duel (Part 1)

Barthamor became spiteful, and he developed malice against Veríl. He was angry, and that anger he smote down on to the earth. His people looked at the heavens, and they knew something was wrong. And so they changed, as Barthamor changed, and they became deformed, only shadows of their former selves. Barthamor could not stand to live with the other two gods, and so he fled the heavens, and he came down to earth as a great angel of destruction. He stood in front of his people, and he was worshipped by them. He chose five of his most loyal followers, and he raised them to higher beings. He gave them power, both spiritual and physical, and the five of them together nearly equalled his own. And he called them Mélkra.

Veríl and Huema realised what they done, and they felt sorrow. Sorrow for losing one of their own, and sorrow, for what became of their actions. They tried reaching Barthamor, but he became evil in his very soul, and nothing they said mattered.

And the Humans became anxious. The Verilíí felt the sorrow of their goddess, and they felt something brewing. And so, they chose a few of their numbers, who spent all their time to develop themselves, to learn battle, to become powerful.

And then, Barthamor sent his army towards the west. Towards the humans, and the Verilíí. The masses of barthamor’s children, the deformed Dordans, led by the five Melkras rolled toward the countries inhabited by the humans. Huema could not let that happen, and so, he raised mountains between now dark plains of Ekhon, and the small human country called Cursada.

This obstacle bought the Verilíí time, and they organised themselves. The human wielders raised their own army, backed up by the humans, and the led their force through Allia, to Verilí, and the joined forces moved to intercept the Ekhonii army. They collected any able bodied human from cursada, and the Verilíí taught them physical combat. They became masters of arms, during that small period of waiting for the ekhonii.

They could not cross the mountains of division, and so they waited. The cursaders already in possession of the art of working metal, created their army magnificent armours. They wielded sharp weapons, as their kin, the mages wielded sharp minds.

And so, the time came, when Barthamor created a way through the mountains of divide. He led his army through himself, and he was unstoppable. His wrath was magnificent. And so, the two remaining Gods in heaven gave power to one human to match that of Barthamor himself. This human, Relden, stood in front of the remaining host of wielders, and he became destruction incarnate. He destroyed the forces of Barthamor, and he scattered the remains back into Ekhon. Many retreated from his power, yet there were still more coming, constantly being created by Barthamor himself.

And then, Barthamor came. In one final battle, Relden and Barthamor clashed, and it was a battle to behold. Earth and sky split, as the energies being wielded even reached the heavens. And the world looked in amazement, as these two titans fought their last battle. And then, Relden got the upper hand, and caught Barthamor by the neck, holding him down He could not kill an immortal, so he locked Barthamor into an unbreakable prison. He hid the prison, in a world outside the plane of existence of this one, where no-one could ever touch it, and then he disappeared.

The Melkras fled, and the remaining army of Ekhonii retreated to Ekhon. The Humans had enough of war, and settled down, putting away their armours for worse days. But the Battle hardened Verilíí could not chance another war, and they forced their way into Ekhon, all the way through it, in a trail of blood and destruction.

And then, having reached another mountain range, and upon crossing it, they settled down in that uninhabited wilderness. They settled down, and they called the land Verilídan, for what they have lost by learning battle. And they called themselves the Helios, Warriors of Veríl.

And so, came to be the division of Verilíí. The humans settled, yet peace was not yet restored. The Melkras still roamed the earth, huge creatures of extreme power. And so, Relden reappeared, and in one mighty effort, he split himself into five beings. He became five, and he dedicated his life to hunting down these creatures of destruction.

As he became five, they turned to five ways, and sought out the hounds of death. They found them one by one, and in titanic battles, they banished them to follow their master. And then, Relden disappeared again, and has never been seen since.

The Ekhonii, were scattered and Humans began to inhabit parts of Ekhon. Yet none could live there long, and remain loyal to their God. They turned evil, from the ground, from the mountains and the rivers. And this way, Barthamor slowly gained more allies… More followers… And so, our story came to be…