A World Lit Only By Fire

Following the cataclysmic eruption of the Gromzug, the Aelven Warlord Benalon I Ulanala declared his fate, the subjugation of the mainland and a return to the Aelven Rule that was granted by The Aman. From the 524 to 537 the united tribes of Illalor poured east from the desert all the way to the Hunolduran Plains, spilling the land in blood.

Decades of rule under the Empire of Great Benalor lead to the near total restructuring of the continent that would impact the balance of power for all time, and whose ensuing instabillity would lead to the ultimate failings of man, the death of a god.

It is a time without time and a time of ending's uncertainty. From the tomb of the fallen god which gave its lifesblood creating many of the races of the world, a poison spews forth in all directions, corrupting, land and sea, flora and fauna. Prophecy foretells that this corruption is destined to swallow the whole of the world within in, and bring a ruin to the world entire.

In secreted places, the high priests poured over scripture to avoid the anarchy of the world's end, and so proclaimed, by the High Supplicants of the Faith, the keeping of time is ended under threat of oblivion. Adopted or scorned, the world teters as the time past time's ending marches onwards.