This is a story of Humanity; as species, morality and individuals. Set in a world where almost all of the human species have been killed in an act of monstrous arcane genocide, the last of the human race dwells within a continent of temperate clime, cut off from the threat that slew the greater part of their race by the power and love of their divine patron. The deity was Korvaio the Even Handed, patron God of Humans, and their last home, now an ancient myth to the other races, called Accitaine.

Accitaine (pronounced Ax-see-tayne) is a continent with a collection of islands of varying sizes, surrounded and contained by a churning magical maelstrom of storms, hurricane force winds and impenetrable darkness; the diameter of this area is some 2500 miles, the exact centre being the Great Cathedral to Korvaio in the city of Tonnalta, itself the capital of the Country of Serroya, one of the 6 Great Nations of Accitaine. For over 500 years this continent has sat isolated from the rest of the world due to the Great Miracle known to Humanity as the Cataclysm. This miracle was wrought to save the last of Humanity from a great arcane plague known by the non human races as Eilvheidh Ta Fhaidhe (The Breath of The Elven), but to Humanity now as the Unforgivable Sin.

Perhaps it was inevitable that 2 of the greatest races would clash, and perhaps it was not, but when a great war between the Elves of the Eternal Empire of Eilveidhan and the ancient and now lost Human realm of Kessavaine, this led to the greatest crime committed by any people in the history of the world. Fair Kessavaine was a seat of learning, of great culture and great mercantile power, and though capable in defence, it showed little interest in war, merely in expanding its borders peacefully and establishing cordial relations with other great realms both human and non human.

The Elves of the Eternal Empire were however an ancient civilization, being pre-eminent for over 4000 years; they were mighty in wisdom, intellect and culture and possessed of a formidable military, bolstered by an arcane tradition the envy (and also the fear) of the world. Sadly, their wisdom was tinged with arrogance, their intelligence given to cruel and high handed acts, and their culture deemed by themselves as superior to all others. The fast rise of the human race, best exemplified by Kessavaine, began as concern and suspicion and in time became paranoia and jealousy. They used their influence to try and block the humans rise, by political or diplomatic methods initially before incidents became skirmishes, and skirmishes became battles, and battles turned into the Great War.

Humanity was initially hard pressed by the onslaught of the Eternal Empire and their allies, but Humanity was not alone; some non human nations stood with Kessavaine, with the Dwarves of Mashankir and the various peoples of the Free Cities of Lyashka being great allies over the early stages of the war. In time though as over 10 tears passed, the Elves and their allies realised that the war was changing against them, and it was the fertility and fecundity of humanity, matched with the younger races own ingenuity and adaptability that was telling against their own ancient Empire. As a result, the Elves turned to darker powers and methods, and decided that Humanity would have to go to safeguard the past, present and future of Elvenkind. Their greatest magical minds turned to a magical weapon, a plague, that would target humanity alone and would be incurable, unstoppable and fast affecting.

The results were devastating as Kessavaine fell, with everyone of its teeming millions of humans dying within mere weeks, and other human nations started to die as well; distant Accitaine, located in the chiller northern waters and largely regarded as a backwater, was within a year the last unaffected human continent, and time was fast running out. In desperation, the God Korvaio (regarded as humanity’s patron) is thought to have used his divine essence to save the last of his people, and in a phenomenal act of divine power, ripped Accitaine and its surrounding islands and waters from the world and set it apart to save it, but at great cost to himself, for some believe he has been greatly weakened, and indeed some of the more heretical have suggested that he died in the doing of this; whatever the truth, none of his clergy have heard his words since, nor has it been possible for greater divine magic to be cast for many years.

Humanity since has no idea what has happened to the rest of the world, nor the rest of the world know of humanity’s fate; this story is about the last of the Humans, and what their fate and destiny holds.


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