Achaean News
The Aetolian Saga
Written by: Anonymous 
Date: Tuesday, October 9th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone
Prologue
--------
It began with the disappearance of a God, and ended with the splitting  
of Creation and the discovery of a city of humans long lost from the    
main continent of Sapience.                                             
Two hundred and thirteen years after the Fall of the Selucarian Empire  
(213 AF), Phaestus, the Smith, disappeared. For decades, nothing was    
heard from Him, and His fate was not known. As has been recounted       
elsewhere, His hammer plummeted to Sapience one day in 285 AF, and He   
was released from imprisonment in His hammer through a ritual involving 
the still-imprisoned Agatheis.                                          
Upon His release, Phaestus spoke of the Other; a being of immense power,
perhaps exceeded only by Sarapis Himself. Phaestus had noticed this     
Other watching Him, and when the Other realized this, it imprisoned     
Phaestus in His hammer, where he remained until the hammer somehow found
its way to Sapience.                                                    
The discovery of this information caused a certain amount of alarm in   
the Garden. What could this be? Sarapis Himself claimed not to know.    
Little did anyone suspect the consequences that would be faced within a 
matter of 3 years.                                                      
Memory Gaps
-----------
"The first portent of doom was the disappearance of Syvelium, and
Pentharian's denial of Syvelium's very existence." -- Averroes
What was going on? Syvelium, the Paladin guild tutor, had disappeared,  
but the Gods claimed that he had never existed. This was unprecedented, 
and speculation ran rampant. Soon, other inconsistencies started        
becoming apparent. For example, the Gods began claiming that mortals    
must be misremembering the fact that Phaestus had been trapped in His   
hammer. The Logos Himself made a statement, ordering mortals to stop    
posting what He termed 'nonsense.'                                      
"I thought the Gods were either being manipulated or there was a war
in the Garden that was being concealed from mortalkind."
- Morlana Ni'Choya
Whatever was going on started spreading to mortals. Soon, quite a few   
mortals appeared to be losing their minds. Firefox Sly, for instance,   
began searching for a wife and children he never had, believing someone 
had stolen them and attempted to wipe their memory from the world. Cyre 
Elseth, a Human, became convinced that he was, in fact, a dwarf, and    
that Phaestus deserved to be worshipped obsessively. Tigrayne Lena      
reverted to her childhood, and forgot how to speak Achaean, knowing only
tsol'aa. And on, and on.                                                
"My memories are spotty, and I get a headache every time I think about
it. It was bewildering to suddenly find myself playing with a ball,
or picking flowers in a part of the forest far from my home, or having
my good friends ask me if I wanted another cookie, as if I were a
child. Frightening, when I heard how I had been acting." - Tigrayne Lena
The Shamans
-----------
Soon, out of insanity, a wonder! A new set of knowledge, of mystical    
earth magic skills appeared in the mind of Firefox Sly. Dubbed 'Shaman',
Firefox immediately opened a guild, while Twilight, Lord of Darkness,   
claimed the whole while that Shamans had always existed, and seemed to  
be confused by why Firefox was now the guildmaster.                     
The Destruction of the Basilica
-------------------------------
Things got stranger and stranger, and a few months later, it was clear  
that the pace of events was accelerating, and leading to some sort of   
climax. During a Dreaming led by the Order of Valnurana, the Other      
partially revealed Himself.                                             
Soon after, He revealed Himself to the world, appearing as a giant      
figure in the sky. His first action was to cause dark storm clouds to   
cover the land. These clouds began to randomly slay Achaeans, and change
their race to satyr or siren.                                           
Most alarming of all, the weather changed in the space of ten minutes.  
From a normal mid-summer, blizzards seemed to spontaneously spring up   
all over the continent, as the temperature dropped to inhumanly cold    
temperatures. The wind picked up, until gale-force winds buffeted all   
those who ventured outdoors. The world seemed to have gone mad.         
"Ah thought fer shore this wuz the end." -- A Shastaan fisherman
Soon thereafter, a gilded chest was seen to drop from the sky and land  
in the Aureliana forest. Arriving first was Kaisar La'Seir, who         
discovered that the chest contained words of prophetic warning. Words   
warning that opening the chest would lead to destruction.               
It then seemed that the Great Mhunna, leader of Moghedu, had discovered 
a glowing key, presumably for the chest. Calling for council from other 
mhun, he soon heard of the inscription on the chest. Determined not to  
allow anyone to open the chest and unleash the promised destruction, he 
decided to keep the key in his possession.                              
This did not sit well with certain Achaeans. The Overlord of Ashtan,    
Malaclypse Thorn, demanded that the Mhunna hand over the key, or die.   
The Mhunna, seeing that Malaclypse had brought a small army to back him 
up, dove at Malaclypse, calling his powerful bodyguards to battle. When 
it was over, the Mhunna stood, but the Overlord had perished.           
"They invaded our home, and took what was not theirs by force. We
will not forget how Ashtan, under the banner of its elected leader,
murdered our leader. We will never forget." - a mhun warrior
With time however, a large enough force was assembled that it was able  
to murder the Mhunna to get the key, though they lost it as quickly, due
to the magical and slippery nature of the key. With time, and after     
numerous battles, the key was recovered by Shakti Devi, who ran to the  
Aureliana, and opened the chest.                                        
"[I opened the chest] for the spirit of chaos, discord, and change."
- Shakti Devi
Immediately upon opening the chest, a red beam of light shot into the   
clouds, tinging them red from horizon to horizon. Multi-coloured        
lightning began flashing inside them, and a great disturbance in them   
became apparent. Soon, they split to reveal a giant arrow of flame      
shooting toward Sapience!                                               
It quickly became apparent that the arrow would strike Shallam, and as  
it grew closer, the Chrysalis Basilica in particular. In seconds, it    
thundered into the domes of the Basilica, instantly slaying all those   
inside, and destroying the home of the Church, leaving nothing but a    
crater behind.                                                          
"I was filled with utter dismay, and a deep sense of loss at the deaths
of Marhisa and Handel." - Sir Toralin Maleska
Hashan Burns
------------
Almost immediately after, another, larger gilded chest dropped from the 
skies to land in the Pash Valley, and a key was seen to fall soon after.
The warning on this second chest was even more dire. It was clear a     
weapon of mass destruction lurked inside, perhaps even worse than the   
first.                                                                  
Quick on her feet as always, Fern Le'Yuet was the first to locate the   
key. On her way to the chest, she was lost, and fell victim to the      
deadly blades of Sir Vexlore Sar'vet. Eventually, Charlotte Voivre, a   
citizen of Shallam, recovered the key, and ran to open the chest.       
Fire immediately gushed out toward the heavens, incinerating everyone in
the room, and setting the skies alight. The clouds began to swirl into a
flaming vortex, which moved over Hashan, and began to descend. On the   
advice of Thakren Thudbutt, many Hashanites gathered at the Crossroads  
in the city, as Thakren had incorrectly advised them they would be safe 
there. Thus, as the vortex descended, many more died than might         
otherwise have, as they stayed in the city.                             
"Uncontained panic followed by total confusion and horror pretty much
sums it up for me." - Fempu Isithrandil
Upon the destruction of Hashan, the Other revealed His name to be       
Varian. Declaring to existence that He would make Creation His, He      
declared Himself de facto ruler of Creation. It was at this point that  
Lord Sarapis took a hand. Revealing that He had not, in fact, lost His  
memory, and that He was playing along with Varian, in order to see what 
this nearly equal being from outside the Logos' Creation wanted.        
Unfortunately, Varian was powerful enough that even in His own Creation,
the Logos could not destroy Him. Thus, in order to expel Varian with a  
minimum of disruption, the Logos created a copy of Achaea, and pushed   
Varian into it, where He could rule as Creator. Named Aetolia, the      
Midnight Age, this new world is now separate from Achaea, and its       
future-history will progress differently from that of Achaea.           
In the aftermath, Sarapis removed the vortex of fire from Hashan, but   
declined to restore the Basilica, so devastated was it. The weather was 
calmed with time, and the doom clouds were dispersed.                   
Cyrene
------
As the land returned to normal, a shout was heard from the edge of the  
Vashnars, to the southwest, "HEEELLLLP!! THE DRAGON....IT...MY          
MASTERS....DEAD!" Rushing to that part of the land, Revelation Azon, an 
Ashuran monk, discovered a path covered by rubble, revealed by          
disturbances earlier. Rushing to investigate, he was shocked to the core
of his being to discover a human city in a valley deep in the           
southwestern Vashnars, long kept secret from the outside world.         
Called Cyrene, it appears that this city would have gone on unnoticed   
for a long time, were it not for the path that was revealed by the      
powers of the Other. This was a happy coincidence for Cyrene, as during 
the spell of exceptionally cold weather, a massive, old blue dragon     
called Ainghaeal had come down out of the mountains looking for food,   
and found that the Cyrenian Imperium provided many tasty snacks.        
"There's nothing better than chomping a Senator." - Ainghaeal, before
he was slain by Janduin with the assistance of many others.
Without a government, the citizens of Cyrene petitioned Czanthria       
Zuiho_sho to replace their former Imperiate as leader of Cyrene. As the 
Basilica had been destroyed, Czanthria accepted, and founded a new      
guild, the Runewardens, combining the skills of a Paladin and a Shaman. 
Epilogue
--------
It is certain that the changes wrought by the appearance of the Other   
will shake the foundations of Achaea for many years. New races, new     
classes, new guilds, and new cities will provide opportunity for power  
to shift, for alliances to formed, and broken.                          
What will become of this heretofore secluded city of Cyrene? Will it    
grow to rival Ashtan, Shallam, and Hashan as a fourth power on Sapience?
How will it feel about Ashtan and Shallam particularly? (For it was     
founded thousands of years ago, in the times before Nicator founded     
Seleucar, in response to the endless Ashtan/Shallam wars.) Perhaps not  
even the Logos knows.                                                   
And what will happen to the mortals who brought this destruction upon   
their fellows, Shakti and Charlotte? The calls have already begun to    
hunt them for the rest of their existence for their crimes against      
humanity, and certainly it is difficult to avoid the opinion, given the 
warnings provided, that they knowingly brought destruction on innocents.
Will Achaeans have the moral courage and the will to impose justice?    
Only time will tell.                                                    
 
Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Phaestian, in the year 288 AF.
The Aetolian Saga
Written by: Anonymous 
Date: Tuesday, October 9th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone
Prologue
--------
It began with the disappearance of a God, and ended with the splitting  
of Creation and the discovery of a city of humans long lost from the    
main continent of Sapience.                                             
Two hundred and thirteen years after the Fall of the Selucarian Empire  
(213 AF), Phaestus, the Smith, disappeared. For decades, nothing was    
heard from Him, and His fate was not known. As has been recounted       
elsewhere, His hammer plummeted to Sapience one day in 285 AF, and He   
was released from imprisonment in His hammer through a ritual involving 
the still-imprisoned Agatheis.                                          
Upon His release, Phaestus spoke of the Other; a being of immense power,
perhaps exceeded only by Sarapis Himself. Phaestus had noticed this     
Other watching Him, and when the Other realized this, it imprisoned     
Phaestus in His hammer, where he remained until the hammer somehow found
its way to Sapience.                                                    
The discovery of this information caused a certain amount of alarm in   
the Garden. What could this be? Sarapis Himself claimed not to know.    
Little did anyone suspect the consequences that would be faced within a 
matter of 3 years.                                                      
Memory Gaps
-----------
"The first portent of doom was the disappearance of Syvelium, and
Pentharian's denial of Syvelium's very existence." -- Averroes
What was going on? Syvelium, the Paladin guild tutor, had disappeared,  
but the Gods claimed that he had never existed. This was unprecedented, 
and speculation ran rampant. Soon, other inconsistencies started        
becoming apparent. For example, the Gods began claiming that mortals    
must be misremembering the fact that Phaestus had been trapped in His   
hammer. The Logos Himself made a statement, ordering mortals to stop    
posting what He termed 'nonsense.'                                      
"I thought the Gods were either being manipulated or there was a war
in the Garden that was being concealed from mortalkind."
- Morlana Ni'Choya
Whatever was going on started spreading to mortals. Soon, quite a few   
mortals appeared to be losing their minds. Firefox Sly, for instance,   
began searching for a wife and children he never had, believing someone 
had stolen them and attempted to wipe their memory from the world. Cyre 
Elseth, a Human, became convinced that he was, in fact, a dwarf, and    
that Phaestus deserved to be worshipped obsessively. Tigrayne Lena      
reverted to her childhood, and forgot how to speak Achaean, knowing only
tsol'aa. And on, and on.                                                
"My memories are spotty, and I get a headache every time I think about
it. It was bewildering to suddenly find myself playing with a ball,
or picking flowers in a part of the forest far from my home, or having
my good friends ask me if I wanted another cookie, as if I were a
child. Frightening, when I heard how I had been acting." - Tigrayne Lena
The Shamans
-----------
Soon, out of insanity, a wonder! A new set of knowledge, of mystical    
earth magic skills appeared in the mind of Firefox Sly. Dubbed 'Shaman',
Firefox immediately opened a guild, while Twilight, Lord of Darkness,   
claimed the whole while that Shamans had always existed, and seemed to  
be confused by why Firefox was now the guildmaster.                     
The Destruction of the Basilica
-------------------------------
Things got stranger and stranger, and a few months later, it was clear  
that the pace of events was accelerating, and leading to some sort of   
climax. During a Dreaming led by the Order of Valnurana, the Other      
partially revealed Himself.                                             
Soon after, He revealed Himself to the world, appearing as a giant      
figure in the sky. His first action was to cause dark storm clouds to   
cover the land. These clouds began to randomly slay Achaeans, and change
their race to satyr or siren.                                           
Most alarming of all, the weather changed in the space of ten minutes.  
From a normal mid-summer, blizzards seemed to spontaneously spring up   
all over the continent, as the temperature dropped to inhumanly cold    
temperatures. The wind picked up, until gale-force winds buffeted all   
those who ventured outdoors. The world seemed to have gone mad.         
"Ah thought fer shore this wuz the end." -- A Shastaan fisherman
Soon thereafter, a gilded chest was seen to drop from the sky and land  
in the Aureliana forest. Arriving first was Kaisar La'Seir, who         
discovered that the chest contained words of prophetic warning. Words   
warning that opening the chest would lead to destruction.               
It then seemed that the Great Mhunna, leader of Moghedu, had discovered 
a glowing key, presumably for the chest. Calling for council from other 
mhun, he soon heard of the inscription on the chest. Determined not to  
allow anyone to open the chest and unleash the promised destruction, he 
decided to keep the key in his possession.                              
This did not sit well with certain Achaeans. The Overlord of Ashtan,    
Malaclypse Thorn, demanded that the Mhunna hand over the key, or die.   
The Mhunna, seeing that Malaclypse had brought a small army to back him 
up, dove at Malaclypse, calling his powerful bodyguards to battle. When 
it was over, the Mhunna stood, but the Overlord had perished.           
"They invaded our home, and took what was not theirs by force. We
will not forget how Ashtan, under the banner of its elected leader,
murdered our leader. We will never forget." - a mhun warrior
With time however, a large enough force was assembled that it was able  
to murder the Mhunna to get the key, though they lost it as quickly, due
to the magical and slippery nature of the key. With time, and after     
numerous battles, the key was recovered by Shakti Devi, who ran to the  
Aureliana, and opened the chest.                                        
"[I opened the chest] for the spirit of chaos, discord, and change."
- Shakti Devi
Immediately upon opening the chest, a red beam of light shot into the   
clouds, tinging them red from horizon to horizon. Multi-coloured        
lightning began flashing inside them, and a great disturbance in them   
became apparent. Soon, they split to reveal a giant arrow of flame      
shooting toward Sapience!                                               
It quickly became apparent that the arrow would strike Shallam, and as  
it grew closer, the Chrysalis Basilica in particular. In seconds, it    
thundered into the domes of the Basilica, instantly slaying all those   
inside, and destroying the home of the Church, leaving nothing but a    
crater behind.                                                          
"I was filled with utter dismay, and a deep sense of loss at the deaths
of Marhisa and Handel." - Sir Toralin Maleska
Hashan Burns
------------
Almost immediately after, another, larger gilded chest dropped from the 
skies to land in the Pash Valley, and a key was seen to fall soon after.
The warning on this second chest was even more dire. It was clear a     
weapon of mass destruction lurked inside, perhaps even worse than the   
first.                                                                  
Quick on her feet as always, Fern Le'Yuet was the first to locate the   
key. On her way to the chest, she was lost, and fell victim to the      
deadly blades of Sir Vexlore Sar'vet. Eventually, Charlotte Voivre, a   
citizen of Shallam, recovered the key, and ran to open the chest.       
Fire immediately gushed out toward the heavens, incinerating everyone in
the room, and setting the skies alight. The clouds began to swirl into a
flaming vortex, which moved over Hashan, and began to descend. On the   
advice of Thakren Thudbutt, many Hashanites gathered at the Crossroads  
in the city, as Thakren had incorrectly advised them they would be safe 
there. Thus, as the vortex descended, many more died than might         
otherwise have, as they stayed in the city.                             
"Uncontained panic followed by total confusion and horror pretty much
sums it up for me." - Fempu Isithrandil
Upon the destruction of Hashan, the Other revealed His name to be       
Varian. Declaring to existence that He would make Creation His, He      
declared Himself de facto ruler of Creation. It was at this point that  
Lord Sarapis took a hand. Revealing that He had not, in fact, lost His  
memory, and that He was playing along with Varian, in order to see what 
this nearly equal being from outside the Logos' Creation wanted.        
Unfortunately, Varian was powerful enough that even in His own Creation,
the Logos could not destroy Him. Thus, in order to expel Varian with a  
minimum of disruption, the Logos created a copy of Achaea, and pushed   
Varian into it, where He could rule as Creator. Named Aetolia, the      
Midnight Age, this new world is now separate from Achaea, and its       
future-history will progress differently from that of Achaea.           
In the aftermath, Sarapis removed the vortex of fire from Hashan, but   
declined to restore the Basilica, so devastated was it. The weather was 
calmed with time, and the doom clouds were dispersed.                   
Cyrene
------
As the land returned to normal, a shout was heard from the edge of the  
Vashnars, to the southwest, "HEEELLLLP!! THE DRAGON....IT...MY          
MASTERS....DEAD!" Rushing to that part of the land, Revelation Azon, an 
Ashuran monk, discovered a path covered by rubble, revealed by          
disturbances earlier. Rushing to investigate, he was shocked to the core
of his being to discover a human city in a valley deep in the           
southwestern Vashnars, long kept secret from the outside world.         
Called Cyrene, it appears that this city would have gone on unnoticed   
for a long time, were it not for the path that was revealed by the      
powers of the Other. This was a happy coincidence for Cyrene, as during 
the spell of exceptionally cold weather, a massive, old blue dragon     
called Ainghaeal had come down out of the mountains looking for food,   
and found that the Cyrenian Imperium provided many tasty snacks.        
"There's nothing better than chomping a Senator." - Ainghaeal, before
he was slain by Janduin with the assistance of many others.
Without a government, the citizens of Cyrene petitioned Czanthria       
Zuiho_sho to replace their former Imperiate as leader of Cyrene. As the 
Basilica had been destroyed, Czanthria accepted, and founded a new      
guild, the Runewardens, combining the skills of a Paladin and a Shaman. 
Epilogue
--------
It is certain that the changes wrought by the appearance of the Other   
will shake the foundations of Achaea for many years. New races, new     
classes, new guilds, and new cities will provide opportunity for power  
to shift, for alliances to formed, and broken.                          
What will become of this heretofore secluded city of Cyrene? Will it    
grow to rival Ashtan, Shallam, and Hashan as a fourth power on Sapience?
How will it feel about Ashtan and Shallam particularly? (For it was     
founded thousands of years ago, in the times before Nicator founded     
Seleucar, in response to the endless Ashtan/Shallam wars.) Perhaps not  
even the Logos knows.                                                   
And what will happen to the mortals who brought this destruction upon   
their fellows, Shakti and Charlotte? The calls have already begun to    
hunt them for the rest of their existence for their crimes against      
humanity, and certainly it is difficult to avoid the opinion, given the 
warnings provided, that they knowingly brought destruction on innocents.
Will Achaeans have the moral courage and the will to impose justice?    
Only time will tell.                                                    
 
Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Phaestian, in the year 288 AF.
