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Latest revision as of 19:33, 19 February 2013
Title: The Frozen City
Author: Alorik
Ours was a great city.
Lead by our queen,
Beatrice, it was a center
of art and culture for
the entire continent. Our
people were prosperous
because the warm climate
meant we never went
hungry, and deposits of
filanium brought trade and
wealth to our home.
It was not to last. The northern empires waged war against us, and we lost land but our walled city. In our moment of desperation, our mages cast desperate rituals to summon allies to our cause, but not demon or elemental could stop the hordes. Our calls through the Ethereal Void brought us to the attention of another power who sent its emissary to teach us in the ways of war for a price. With Mors Gotha's help, we turned our filanium's purpose from healing toward death. We brought destruction to our enemies.
Our weapons were terrible, and even won, the war demoralized our people. The price we paid was even higher. We paid higher and higher tributes to this great being, stripping mining away our wealth of filanium. Eventually, the burden became too great, and we refused to pay any more.
We never expected what happened next.
This faceless titan cursed
our world, bringing a
magical cold that turned
our paradise into eternal
winter. We did our best
to survive for as long as
we could, moving
underground around
thermal vents and building
great golems to travel
out into the cold. It was
not enough. The world
grew ever colder, and
eventually, so many of us
simple went to sleep.
Anodunos is now a frozen
grave.
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