The Dawn War

Following its creation, and as the first rays of sunlight kissed the horizon, Eldareth stirred with the promise of a new age. The world was alive with the bustling energy of its inhabitants as they emerged from the embrace of night to greet the dawn of a new age - one where mortals and gods walked side by side. Inspired by the divine craftsmanship of the pantheon, mortal civilizations began to bloom as they set about building their first cities, their ambitions reaching ever skyward as they sought to leave their mark upon the world.

But amidst the burgeoning civilizations, a shadow loomed on the horizon—the primordial titans, creations of the goddess Lymarel, stirred from their ancient slumber. Though they embodied the elements in their purest form, they were also creatures of chaos and destruction. As they roamed the world, their power grew unchecked, threatening to consume everything in their path.

Driven by primal instincts and a hunger for power, the titans unleashed their fury upon the mortal races, their colossal forms wreaking havoc upon the land. Cities crumbled beneath their mighty footsteps, and armies faltered in the face of their overwhelming might. The mortal races, once united in their pursuit of progress and enlightenment, now found themselves facing a threat beyond their wildest nightmares.

In the midst of the chaos, Lymarel herself intervened, her fury unleashed upon her wayward creations. With her powers over all elements, she battled fiercely against the titans, striving to protect the mortals who had come to inhabit the world. But even the might of a goddess could not withstand the onslaught of the primordial behemoths, and Lymarel was struck down by her own progeny.

The Fall of the Elemental Matron

Witnessing the fall of their beloved sibling, Yssarel and Eltharel were overcome with grief, their hearts heavy with the weight of loss. In her anguish, Eltharel made a solemn decision. Unable to bear the sight of such tragedy any longer, she chose to abolish her own vision, forever blinding herself to the world. Beside her, Yssarel, felt her heart break with sorrow. Unable to find solace in the beauty of nature, she made a vow of silence, swearing never to speak again.

With a sad, yet knowing smile upon his lips, Feonar watched as his sisters mourned the loss of their beloved sibling. Though the world was shrouded in darkness and sorrow, and with many challenges ahead, Feonar held onto a glimmer of hope, for he knew that the essence of the fallen goddess would endure, for it lived on, scattered across the world of Eldareth.

With a flick of his fingers, Feonar summoned a sliver of Lymarel's fragmented essence, and with a deft twist of his hand, he guided these ethereal remnants towards their destiny, unknown even to him for the time being.

With their creator defeated, the primordial titans ran rampant, unleashing devastation upon the world. The earth trembled, the skies darkened, and the seas boiled with fury. Eldareth was plunged into chaos, its once-beautiful landscapes ravaged by the elemental onslaught.

As the primordial titans continued their rampage across Eldareth, fear and despair spread like wildfire, gripping the hearts of mortals and immortals alike. Despite valiant efforts to subdue or destroy the titans, their raw power proved overwhelming, leaving devastation in their wake.

With each passing day, the titans grew stronger, their elemental fury unchecked by mortal intervention. Cities crumbled, forests burned, and oceans boiled as the titans laid waste to everything in their path. Even other elemental beings fell before their wrath, their once-proud forms reduced to smoldering ruins.

In their blind rage, the titans cared naught for alliances or allegiances. They sought only to sate their own insatiable hunger for destruction, heedless of the consequences. As the world teetered on the brink of annihilation, it became clear that if the titans were allowed to continue unchecked, they would eventually turn on each other, each vying for dominance until only one element remained.

The Rise of the Primarchs

But even in the darkest hour, there remained a glimmer of hope—a faint spark that refused to be extinguished. In the shadow of the primordial titans' devastation, the remnants of Lymarel's essence, guided ny Feonar's hand, found its way to a humble human village nestled amidst the chaos, where four tiny elementals had found refuge from the onslaught. Little did they know, their lives were about to change forever.

As the essence of Lymarel enveloped them, a transformation took place. The elementals glowed with newfound power, their forms growing and shifting, developing human-like traits. And then, in a brilliant flash of light, they were transformed. Where once there had been four minute elementals, now stood four majestic beings, each radiating with the power of the elements. They were the Primarchs —beings of immense power, born from the union of both Lymarel and Feonar.

Durnathar, the Earth Primarch, embodied solidity, strength, and stability, reflecting the unyielding nature of the earth itself. Kyrion, the first of the Fire Primarch, was a beacon of passion, creativity, and intensity mirroring the dynamic and ever-changing nature of fire. Nerissa, the Water Primarch, embodied fluidity, adaptability, and intuition, reflecting the deep currents and hidden depths of the ocean. Finally, Velora, the Air Primarch, epitomized freedom, intellect, and clarity, embodying the boundless expanse of the sky and the gentle caress of the breeze.

As they beheld their newfound forms, the Pimarchs understood the task that lay before them. United by their shared heritage and bound by a common purpose, they knew that only together could they hope to thwart the threat posed by the primordial titans.

The Rallying of Eldareth

With their resolve firm and their purpose clear, the noble Primarchs embarked on a quest to unite the races of Eldareth against the common threat posed by the primordial titans. Their journey took them to the farthest reaches of the world, where they sought out allies among dragons, giants, and other mortal races.

To the dragons, the Primarchs offered an alliance born of mutual respect and understanding. They shared tales of the titans' devastation and the need for unity in the face of such overwhelming power. Recognizing the gravity of the situation, the dragons pledged their support, lending their formidable strength and wisdom to the cause.

Next, the Primarchs sought out the mighty giants, towering beings who dwelled in the remote reaches of the world. Through diplomacy and persuasion, the Primarchs appealed to the giants' sense of honor and duty, convincing them to stand alongside the other races in defense of their world. With their immense size and strength, the giants would prove invaluable allies in the battles to come.

But the Primarchs did not stop there. They traveled far and wide, visiting the various mortal races of Eldareth—humans, orcs, haflings, gnomes, and countless others—each with their own strengths and abilities. Through tales of valor, they rallied the mortal races to their cause.

In addition to rallying the mortal races, the Primarchs reached out to their elemental brethren, that too, had suffered from the titans' onslaught.

With the races of Eldareth united under their banner, the Primarchs turned their attention to preparing for the coming battle. With patience, they taught the newfound allience the art of war, sharing the secrets of forging weapons and armor to withstand the titans' onslaught.

In forges across the land, blades of pure elemental energy were tempered, shields woven from the finest dragon scales, and armor crafted from enchanted metals. With each strike of the hammer, the defenders of Eldareth grew stronger, their resolve hardened by the knowledge that they fought not just for themselves, but for the fate of their world.

With weapons in hand and a world united, the armies of Eldareth stood ready to face the primordial threat, knowing that together, they stood a chance against even the mightiest of foes.

The War against the Titans

As the alliance marched into battle against the primordial titans, the skies raged with thunder, the earth shook with their fury, and the seas churned with their wrath. At the forefront of the battle stood the dragons and giants, their immense power and resilience serving as a bulwark against the titans' onslaught. With Durnathar, Kyrion, Nerissa, and Velora leading the charge, they fought with unmatched ferocity, their roars echoing across the battlefield as they clashed against the forces of destruction.

The battle was fierce and unforgiving, with the titans unleashing their elemental fury upon their foes. Many brave souls fell in the struggle, their sacrifices fueling the determination of those who remained. Despite the odds stacked against them, the alliance held fast, their resolve unbroken even in the face of overwhelming adversity. Through sheer determination and unwavering unity, they pressed onward, driving back the titans with every strike.

At long last, after a grueling and harrowing battle, the tide began to turn. With a final, desperate surge of strength, the alliance dealt a decisive blow to the primordial titans, shattering their physical forms and casting their essence adrift upon the winds of magic.

The Birth of the Dragon Ascendants

Yet, rather than dissipating into nothingness, the essence sought out new vessels to inhabit. Five of the eldest dragons, their bodies scarred and battered from the conflict, found themselves transformed, their forms bathed in celestial light. With a roar that shook the heavens, they ascended to new heights of power, transcending mortal limitations. Thus, the Dragon Ascendants were born, guardians for eons to come; Nelashra, the Sunfire Sovereign, Ezavion, the Storm Seraph, Nyladria, the Astral Aegis, Syldaxa, the Morass Monarch and Ydesian, the Bleak Baron.

Meanwhile, the giants, too, found themselves transformed by the primordial essence, emerging as the progenitors of new races, each one infused with the elemental power that had once belonged to the titans themselves.

And so, with the defeat of the Primordial Titans, a new era dawned upon Eldareth. Though the scars of battle remained, the world had been saved from the brink of destruction, and a new order had emerged from the chaos. And as the alliance celebrated their hard-won victory, they knew that their struggles were far from over, for the world was ever-changing, and new challenges awaited on the horizon.

- Annotated and debated in the Sealed Concordance of Elemental Conflict, maintained within the Gilded Athenaeum of Calvessa.