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When Maya the Aldar was raped by the Unnamable Horror, the course of history
was changed forever. War among the Gods broke out and eventually Ayar himself
took a hand. After many years of gestation and a long, painful childbirth, Maya
gave birth to two strange babies. Smaller by far than any Aldar babies, these
'humans' were also weaker and were born with a tabula rasa; a blank mind. Aldar
children are born with inherited memories and skills and are immediately
capable of caring for themselves. The Aldar laughed and mocked them, calling
them weak and pitiful. When Proteus declared that the children would be the
inheritors of the continent of Sapience on the world of Achaea, Aldar dissent
grew and exploded across the cosmos into the Chaos Wars (see Mythology).

Maya loved and cared for her two offspring, the male of which she called
Callisto and the female, Sinope. As they developed and grew, the two human
children were constant companions. As a natural outgrowth of this closeness,
and because they had been charged by Proteus to become the progenitors of a new
race, they became lovers. We of the modern age, with our iron weapons,
sophisticated warfare, and learned scholars may consider this evil, but let us
not forget that times were different then. This was the age of legends, and we
have no right to judge these heroic figures of antiquity with our modern
morality. Sinope bore Callisto seven children, collectively known as the
Offspring. Four of them - Pasiphae, Elara, Lysithea, Himalia - were female,
while the other three - Carme, Anake, and Ledo - were male.

As Sinope and Callisto grew older, it became apparent that they were not 
ageing. It seemed that they possessed the near-immortal life spans of the Aldar
and would never perish of natural causes. However, Lucretius, God of Knowledge,
theorised that as the generations of humans came and went, each succeeding one
would possess less and less of this long lifespan, until they were as other
mortals. He went on to explain this as being a result of the interbreeding of
pure Chaos, in the form of the Unnamable One, with Aldar. The entropic energy
would cause the Aldar energy to dissipate over time, leading to life spans more
on par with the life spans of the other mortal races.

Soon after the birth of the Offspring, Proteus, Phaestus, and Daedalus came to
Achaea with the Sceptre of Divinity. They broke the sceptre into seven pieces
and gave one to each of the Offspring, saying that whomever could unite these
pieces into one would attain rewards beyond imagination. Sinope and Callisto
were dismayed at this, for they did not wish to see their burgeoning race torn
apart by strife. They had raised their children well though, and, taking the
advice of their parents, the Offspring agreed never to strive for domination
over the others. The Gods were pleased with this compact, and created a
wondrous valley called Ceylon, which means Golden Land, for the humans to dwell

Soon after this, the battle on Nishnatoba took place, but the humans, with
their limited perceptions, knew none of it. Never did they know, until later
generations came and established close relationships with the Gods, how close
they came to being exterminated, and what an impact their birth had upon all


Life went on for a century. Many children were produced by the Offspring, as
they interbred. Sinope and Callisto kept to themselves, watching their loving
creations grow and multiply. There was no stigma about inter-breeding, for all
were related anyhow. Sinope, however, refused to take another lover. Anake, who
found his mother very fetching and her refusal to sleep with him vexing,
plotted secretly and killed her one night as she slept. Callisto was out on a
hunting trip with Ledo, Pasiphae, and Himalia at the time. Carme, upon
stumbling onto his dead mother, cried out in dismay and quickly got Lysithea to
gather the other Offspring while he went to bring back Callisto and the rest of
the hunting party. Despite this, Anake almost got away with it, except that
Maya herself came down and informed them that it was he, Anake, who had
betrayed the mother of Humanity and killed her.

This announcement by Maya caused great outrage in Ceylon. Callisto sequestered
himself, for he was too broken with grief to think of revenge or justice.
Carme, Elara, Ledo and Himalia all counseled banishment from Ceylon for Anake.
Pasiphae, the most beautiful and caring of them all, could not bear the thought
of never seeing her brother again, but did not support him for she understood
the rage the others felt. Only Lysithea would support her brother, arguing that
they had all agreed never to seek domination over the others, and Anake had not
technically broken that agreement since Callisto and Sinope were not part of
it. The majority of the Offspring would not hear of it though, so outraged were
they at the death of their mother, who was the most perfect human in history.
All later humans are merely shades of their dead mother. Anake was banished and
to the sorrow of the rest of the Offspring, Lysithea decided to go with him,
for she and her brother had always been closest.


As they burned the body of Sinope, Callisto entered into a state of grief for
the next 50 years and refused to speak or participate in any human activity. He
was found often staring into the sky, mumbling to himself and weeping. One day,
the Gods Shaitan and Thoth, sensing the potential in humanity that Caymus, the
Aldar prophet, first did, and wishing to use them for their own purposes,
appeared to Callisto and argued that Anake should suffer for his terrible deed.
They conjured up vivid visions of beautiful Sinope, and Callisto became mad
with grief. Screaming out his rage, he left Ceylon, unseen by his children and
grandchildren and spent fourteen years in the wilderness, tracking down Anake.
When he finally found them, he was more animal than human. He rushed into the
forest dwelling that Anake, Lysithea, and their only two children, Rukal and
Lakspura inhabited, and brutally killed Anake while he slept. As he slit
Anake's throat with a piece of sharp obsidian, Anake's blood splattered
Callisto's face. Callisto, feeling the blood of his son flowing down his face
in smooth rivulets, went irreparably insane.

Running and screaming, tears streaming down his face as he pleaded with Sarapis
to end his miserable life, he was grabbed by a pair of hands from above.
Quickly they wrapped a rope around his neck, dropped him, and hung him. As
Callisto's neck snapped, Rukal and Lakspura looked at each other with
satisfaction, having avenged their father's death at the hands of their


Rukal and Lakspura mated and produced four children: Loki, Ekanel, Spiro, and
Polyphamora. They lived among the animals and learned to disguise themselves
from danger, and learned the language of the beasts. As chaos was still very
strong in the blood of humans, their offspring had many mutations. Of the four,
two, Loki and Ekanel, appeared slightly serpentine. During childhood, as the
foursome was out hunting in the woods for small animals, Loki and Ekanel killed
and ate Spiro and Polyphamora, much to the surprise of their parents. Rukal and
Lakspura, realising that it was best for the strong and crafty to survive,
never even commented on the deaths. Loki and Ekanel lived long and produced
many offspring, some of which became the forebears of the modern Serpentlords.

All the Offspring had children, but some warrant particular attention. Elara
and Carme had a great number of children, but the strongest two were Glanos and
Sahart. They both, Sahart first, then Glanos, seduced and impregnated Enalia,
daughter of Pasiphae and Balan, who was himself the son of Ledo and Himalia,
two of Pasiphae's fellow Offspring. Of them, more will be said later, for the
story of Glanos and Sahart and their descendants is the story of mankind.

Epitus, the brother of Enalia (daughter of Pasiphae and Balan) had a close
relationship with the Gods. He was extremely pious and the Gods almost
universally looked upon him with good will. His great-great-granddaughter,
Imithia built the first formal temple and later the first church. The first
rite held in the new Church was the Rite of Ending for Pasiphae, the last of
the Offspring who was not either dead or missing.


The tales of the seven Offspring are interesting ones and we shall expand upon
them here.

Of Anake, you know. The first murderer, he slew his own mother after she
refused his advances and was later slain by his father.

After the death of Anake, Lysithea yearned to bring him back. She was contacted
by Lorielan, who now rules over the Kx'Khrah. Lorielan promised that she could
bring Anake back to life if Lysithea would simply bring her the two pieces of
the Divine Rod that she now had. Lysithea, knowing she could never again enter
Ceylon to gain the other five anyhow, agreed and was brought to Lorielan by one
of her Kx'Khrah agents. Lorielan had lied, as is her nature, and upon the
arrival of Lysithea, the Offspring was forced to give up the pieces of the Rod
to Lorielan, and, being stranded on a foreign plane with no way to return, was
forced to serve Lorielan forever.

Ledo was always the silent recluse; the solitary hunter. During a hunting trip
in the Vashnar mountains, he disappeared and never returned. It was later
discovered that he had been attacked and eaten by a lesser dragon.

After the death of his mother and the resulting grief and then madness of his
father, Carme took over leadership of the budding human race. He yearned to
explore and was lost to Achaea when he ventured into the great northern
wastelands, and never returned. The others mourned his loss greatly, for he was
a natural leader of men. Over the centuries, however, legends have filtered
back to the civilised portion of Sapience that a lone man has occasionally been
seen, accompanied by humanoids that look very much like tsol'aa, in the polar

The mother of mankind's eternal fascination with the ocean, Himalia sailed off
to the west in a small boat, by herself. Searching for lands rumoured to be on
the other side of the world, she did not expect to return, and indeed, she did
not. Her fate is unknown, though much speculated upon.

After Lysithea was lost to the Crystal Plane, Elara began searching for an
entrance into it. As she was experimenting with opening doors to other planes,
a great scaled hand reached out from a doorway. As Himalia and Ledo looked on,
helpless to do anything, Elara was dragged screaming through the doorway and
was never seen again.

Last of the Offspring to remain in Ceylon, Pasiphae died a natural death after
many hundreds of years of life. Imithia delivered her eulogy at what is
considered the first formal function of the Church.

A family tree of the first few generations of humanity may be found on the
History section of Achaea's website, under the History of the Mortal Races


The story of humanity is, as I have previously written, the story of the
Glanos, Sahart, Enalia, and their offspring. Glanos and Sahart were brothers
and possessed the irresistible charisma of their father, Carme. They both took
Enalia as lover and both sired three children by her. Hopelessly in love with
them both, she was unable to choose between them and so vacillated weakly,
bearing each of them children. Though at first each professed not to care,
their pride was too great for them to stand the thought of his lover sleeping
with his greatest rival. Great friends initially, this jealousy ruined their
friendship and, in lieu of coming to blows, they went from Ceylon and journeyed
in different directions.

Glanos settled finally in an area of plains near the Western Ocean and at the
northern end of the Vashnar mountains, while Sahart came finally to the Peshwar
delta near the Eastern Ocean and settled at the southern end of a great, lush
valley. These two brothers, formerly virtual partners in everything, never saw
each other again. With each came his children, grandchildren, and various
allies amongst the other humans, until over half the humans had gone to rally
around either Glanos or Sahart.

The places that Glanos and Sahart settled were, of course, eventually known as
Ashtan and Shallam, respectively. Time passed and though there were legends in
each city of the other, there was no contact between the two for a millennia.
When they finally did re-discover each other, it was with animosity in their
hearts. Each searching for a source of precious metals without the risks of the
perilous Vashnar mountain range, they met north of the Siroccian mountains,
within which both had discovered significant mining potential. Initially only
wary of each other, they quickly mustered arms to protect these new-found
resources and began their legendary conflict.

Though the battles they fought and the campaigns against each other that they
won and lost are too numerous to be described individually, the ebb and flow of
the campaign took place in three distinct cycles.


In the first cycle, which lasted approximately 750 years, Shallam was able to
control much of the explored mainland and with it, built itself into a city of
legendary beauty. Covered in mother of pearl and gold leaf, its characteristic
domes and spires glistened from horizon to horizon. Between the fanatical
loyalty that the city inspired in its citizens, and the vast war chest it had
with which to hire mercenaries, Shallam was able to invade and capture Ashtan
itself. Under the leadership of Darius, a nephew of the Emperor, Shallam
executed a two-pronged attack against Ashtan, captured the Royal complex there,
and declared dominion over all of the continent of Sapience.

Cycle two begins merely a week after the capture of Ashtan. The Shallamese
conquerors wisely did not loot the city and instead began courting the citizens
of Ashtan, hoping to win at least some of them over. It is ironic, however,
that what would otherwise have been a wise course of action, in this case
doomed their centuries-long conquest. Large groups of the Ashtan citizens began
sneaking out of the city and organising secretly in the Black Forest, south of
the historically allied village of Thera. Under the leadership of a former
Ashtanian noble named Zarathustra.

Organising his followers into an army, and enlisting the aid of the Therans and
mercenaries whom he promised to pay later, he marched into Ashtan, organised a
general rebellion, and freed Ashtan. The main entrance to Ashtan was named in
his honour and he went down as the greatest Ashtanian hero since the founder,

For the next four hundred years, the legacy of Zarathustra's success enabled
Ashtan to capture much of the land that Shallam had previously held, including
the mines in the Siroccian mountains. In what perhaps would have been a repeat
of the mistake made by Shallam, Ashtan began making plans to invade Shallam by
water, sailing their fleet around the hitherto fairly unexplored southern half
of the continent, and up the Peshwar delta right to the walls of Shallam
itself. Unknown, however, to the Ashtan forces, the Shallamese emperor,
Sulaiman, had prepared for them by sinking their old wrecks in the Delta,
preventing passage through. Had the Ashtan fleet ever reached Shallam, it would
have been sunk, and a full-scale land-war would have been the result,
devastating the breadbasket plains and valleys that feed civilization. The
Ashtan fleet had turned around, not because of any of these altruistic reasons,
but because of the influence of the Church.

Cycle three of this seemingly eternal war of the city-states begins with the
long and slow rise of the Church as a mediating force. This began when a
Prelate of the Church, -- a Priest named Aquinas - gained wind of the imminent
ocean-going invasion of Shallam. Journeying to Ashtan, he convinced the
powerful, though generally thoughtful, King of Ashtan, Martin, of the probable
consequences of another massive war. Martin ordered the cessation of
hostilities for a time, but even a King cannot control the hatred of his
citizens. Though a full-blown war had been averted, there were constant
skirmishes and some large battles for the next two hundred years. Cropland was
destroyed by passing armies, villages were burned to the ground, and mankind
seemed intent on destroying itself before it could fulfill its massive

Thus was the state of humanity until the birth of the man that would radically
alter the course of affairs of not only mankind, but all five of the mortal
races living in the continent of Sapience. His name was Nicator.


The tsol'aa were first of the mortal races that inhabit Sapience. Created by
Sarapis (then split into Ayar and Proteus), they are a tall, slender, and
graceful race, often living natural lives for a thousand years. Dwelling in a
beautiful redwood forest by the Western Ocean, they developed various types of
magic to a high degree, and some became fearful warriors, fighting back goblin
hordes that occasionally poured down from the Vashnar mountain range. As a gift
from Daedalus, God of Balance, some were given giant spiders as steeds and
companions, which they used to augment their already formidable fighting

During the Chaos Wars, Daedalus led some of the tsol'aa, with their spiders,
against the forces of the Triumvirate. During this war, however, the tsol'aa
who fought became corrupted by the killing and afterwards began to lust for
power. The newly-born human race, they argued, could easily be made to serve
the tsol'aa. This power-hungry group of tsol'aa began calling themselves the
tsol'teth. They left their racial homeland and settled underground, enslaving
many of the weaker goblin races and setting themselves up as fearsome overseers
of the violent underground cultures of Sapience.

With the tsol'teth gone, the remaining tsol'aa split into two further groups.
One elected to remain in their homeland and continue living in the traditional
way, studying and furthering their knowledge of both magic and nature. Another,
the group that came to be known as the tsol'dasi, decided that they did not
care to be involved in mortal affairs any longer, and left for parts unknown.
They have not been seen since.


Created by Phaestus and given a soul by Sarapis/Proteus/Ayar, the dwarves are
primarily hill and mountain dwellers. Having a common hatred with the tsol'aa
of the goblin races, they have occasionally allied with the tsol'aa against the
goblin hordes, but for the most part the dwarves kept to themselves until the
time of the Selucarian Empire. Little is known of the their history until they
began mixing with the human race a few hundred years ago.


Offspring of Gruul, the leader of Prospero's Arcanian mercenaries during the
Chaos Wars, and a human woman, trolls made their home in the Mannaseh swamp.
Though this sounds an awful place to live, trolls are well-adapted to such an
environment, and built a city that was rumoured to be as civilised as any human
city. Trolls did not leave the Mannaseh much, except for a few explorers who
would venture out to the Savannah, or return with horror stories of the dry,
arid Mhojave desert.

Life went on for the troll race as it always had until, one year, a vast
emigration of trolls to the surrounding plains took place. Until, as the
trollish senate was meeting to discuss routine issues of taxation, a being of
unknown origin appeared to them and claimed to be their rightful God. This
being demanded that the senate immediately disband and declare him, who called
himself Taug. Now, the trolls are proud, willful race, and though they were not
happy about Taug, they felt compelled to obey him, at least temporarily.

But, in a short time, the trolls grew tired of meeting the often unreasonable
demands of Taug and a pair of leaders arose. Schlastan, a senator, and
Alcibiades, a commoner, combined their efforts and mobilised the greatest
sorcerers of the trolls race. Between them, they were able to contain Taug in a
magical prison. Unfortunately, Taug's essence had already polluted the Mannaseh
swamp, and the trolls left, en masse, to seek new lives elsewhere. 

Around the continent they spread, and eventually the Church took an interest in
them. Molay, the Paladin guildmaster, recognised the potential of the troll
strength of body and will, and recruited some for the Church. Thus, the trolls
were the first race to join humanity in civilization, and the first to join the


Mhun are actually an offshoot of humanity, though this was not known until
Nicator came across Moghedu (read more about this in the history of the
Selucarian Empire). When Glanos and Sahart, and their followers, left Ceylon,
they took more than half of the human population with them, including most of
the best and brightest. Further devastating the Ceylonese was a terrible plague
that hit a few years later. Those who survived the plague were forced to leave
Ceylon forever, for fear of a repeat of this tragedy.

Journeying to the great Mhojave desert, they spent a year there, with the idea
that the great absence of moisture would purge the plague from anyone still
carrying it. When they felt that the plague was likely gone from any of them,
the ones that had survived it and the unfriendly conditions of the desert began
looking for a place to settle. They quickly came upon a vast series of caves
and caverns directly to the southwest of the Mhojave and in this place, which
they named Moghedu.

Though Moghedu was a more hospitable place to live than the desert was, it was
no paradise. Water and food were both scarce, though food, at least, could be
obtained by venturing out and hunting desert creatures. Over the years and
generations, the humans who had settled there began to evolve in response to
their environment, becoming distinctly different from the rest of humanity.
They took on a gaunt and leathery appearance due to the lack of moisture and
generally did not grow to the same size that a normal human would. As the
elders saw the younger generations growing further apart from humanity, they
decided to call this new race of beings mhun.

The mhun did survive, and were able to eke out an existence once their
biological changes were complete. They learned to raise and eat various
underground creatures, and learned to capture moisture from the rocks
themselves, though they still were often thirsty and water was considered the
single most valuable possession. They discovered vast veins of precious metals
in the deeper parts of their caverns and they mined these, though even gold and
diamonds could not compare to the value of water.

Life for the mhun was hard, and they became hard themselves. Having no time for
pity, they often left the infirm to die, and it was expected that the elderly
among them would journey into the desert to die, so as not to become a burden
to their families. Time went on and little changed in Moghedu, until the day
when Nicator discovered them, and everything changed. That, however, is a story
for another time.