The Mythopoeia

Spirits of the world -- hear me.
Spirits of the heavens -- hear me.
Grant me the words of my ancestors!
  Listen to this tale, esteemed audience, and learn the origin of the world which is our home and the bane of the unwary.
Listen as I repeat some of the first words of the Nymphs.

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Time is a precious thing, and in the early cosmos it did not progress as it does now here. In those Planes of Existence there was but one Universal Device and it was called the Plummet of Space. The ultimate being, known to us as Ao the One Above All and the Unmoved Mover, did wield this tool in the raising of many Planes of Existence from the Astral Sea that was like a waking dream.


Existence was perpetuated in a state of no-time, Gods of the Outer Planes of Law and Chaos and of Good and Evil had imprisoned the Elemental Primordials to the Inner Planes. Dismayed by the violent behavior of the unruly deities, Ao removed from the cosmos and retreated to the Deep Ethereal leaving naught but a single Cosmic Egg and the second Universal Device, the Arrow of Time.


The Triarch, hallowed of Ao, was born of that goodly source within the Deep Ethereal. Three siblings grew mighty and knew well their mysterious home.


Thus were they named:

Avaloros the Rainbow-dragon

Seira the Dragon-nymph

Cuivië the Apple-sapling



Together they toured throughout the cosmos and learned much of the many varied Planes and of the Astral Sea that bounded all.


It was in that mysterious age, ere time was counted, when the dragons where born in the likeness of Avaloros, their home-world, and atop their very form. Adapting the influential and varied alignment energies of the Outer Planes they became changed. Soon the dragon-kings convened in meetings of chromatic and metallic dragon clans that arose upon the ever-traveling body of the Rainbow-dragon.

Avaloros practiced unforeseen humility and moderation and compassion in their acts throughout the planes and faced the fiery will of many gods who held extreme conceptions of reality. Beleaguered by attackers from those far Planes and wishing to share their gathered wisdom with a chosen few, The Rainbow-dragon retreated to the Deep Ethereal and reformed the Cosmic Egg. This time however the Arrow of Time and Avaloros’ own corporeal form provided reagents for the birth of the Material Plane.

Only within the newly formed Cosmic Egg, known within as the Material Plane, did time progress and bounty were sown among the earthen deposits of Behemoth and watered by the shared efforts of Leviathan and Tempest. Crops grew tall under the warm rays of Phoenix and with only the lightest assistance from Avaloros’ Nymphs the folk who came to spread over the land knew toil and reward.


The time has come when all seems ordered in the world. We few Celestial Nymphs, the daughters and sons of Avaloros’ guiding magic, known as the Hesperides share with thee tidings of the genesis of the Material Plane, whereat the extant folk of the world where transported here from among the few Planar allies encountered by Avaloros during their travels.

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  Now listen again to further tales of the Hesperides, esteemed audience, called by them The Mythopoeia of Avaloros...