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Arcadia
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The winds of fate howl and screech across Aeliatora. From where they originate, none can fathom. The birth of the world created the Fae'hathel, child caretakers to a primal nursery in it's infancy, a place where the Fae'hathel watched over for generations of peace and prosperity. But with the morn comes the eve, and with the dying of the light came the Al'ras. Beings of oblivion, creatures of null existence, their presence created turmoil within the hearts of early humanity, the Fae'hathel powerless to stop this threat by themselves.
So they did what they could. They rallied champions from every corner of Aeliatora, and the blacksmith Havenshire. Famed for his exploits with weaponry of magical origin, the blacksmith petitioned to the Fae'hathel to relinquish their freedom in order to conquer the threat. They agreed, and were sealed within legendary weaponry that conquered the Al'ras.
But they did not win, for the Al'ras were not truly destroyed.
This is where they story begins.
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Rayvin smiled. The hard work and toil of their profession could be seen by their scraped knuckles and their reddened, sweating face. They'd sent the letters to the corners of Aeliatora, to the new champions of the world. The darkness had receded in the generations since Havenshire I, and Rayvin smiled at the thought of their own achievement. They had kept the weapons of their forefathers, kept them in perfect shape and protected them at all costs.
But it was time to give them to the next generation of champions, to let them become accustomed to the sleeping spirits within the weaponry, to let the Fae'hathel finally have their own peace of mind, and let peace itself run throughout the lands of Aeliatora.
Rayvin sat, gazing at the embers of the forge, and smiled as they danced and flickered, slowly dying to the inevitable cold breeze that snaked with predatory delight across the halls of their house where the blacksmith resided, awaiting the day when the champions would arrive and begin the destiny the eons previous had laid out for them.
To bring back peace and restore order.
It was a destiny they would try to fulfil, once the champions arrived.
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