In The End
One can only allude the wrath of one scorned for so long. For when a heart is filled with vengeance, the offender is never in safety.
My name is Dawn Sonic. The Divines have forsaken me and my family has died because of them. I have taken my revenge. Their precious world has been rocked and destroyed. They are now forced to sleep while the remains of Terram are left to fester in a desperate attempt to become whole again.
With the shifting of the energies of the Realms, the Old Gods lost all of their power and were forced to flee. The lost energy has reformed itself into a Pantheon of new Divines.
The naive story-weaver sleeps for millennia in the vast expanse of the Void...
These new Divines have many different personalities, and are far more illusive then the Old Gods...One must seek their attention with the greatest feats in order to obtain even the slightest chance of an audience with just one.
The vengeful queen lays awake and trapped in her own realm...
None is more powerful then the next. And their influence will have an undeniable effect on Terram. Perhaps even their followers will change history, with one Divine gift at a time.
The protective dragon sits powerless but comfortably in his own castle...
This is a new world now. It shall be crafted by those with the will to shape it.
My name is Dawn Sonic. The Divines have forsaken me and my family has died because of them. I have taken my revenge. Their precious world has been rocked and destroyed. They are now forced to sleep while the remains of Terram are left to fester in a desperate attempt to become whole again.
With the shifting of the energies of the Realms, the Old Gods lost all of their power and were forced to flee. The lost energy has reformed itself into a Pantheon of new Divines.
The naive story-weaver sleeps for millennia in the vast expanse of the Void...
These new Divines have many different personalities, and are far more illusive then the Old Gods...One must seek their attention with the greatest feats in order to obtain even the slightest chance of an audience with just one.
The vengeful queen lays awake and trapped in her own realm...
None is more powerful then the next. And their influence will have an undeniable effect on Terram. Perhaps even their followers will change history, with one Divine gift at a time.
The protective dragon sits powerless but comfortably in his own castle...
This is a new world now. It shall be crafted by those with the will to shape it.