The Salvaged Demesne
The Hundred Tribes tell it differently than the priests of the Radiant Host. Before the children known as Light and Shadow fell upon each other in anger, there was the spirit world. Before there was sorcery and shamanism, the people of the Tribes had different faces, beautiful and wise to gaze upon, and we did not roam the land but built upon it great towers and cities. Much like the humans and elves, we dwelt in control and arrogance and fawned too much over our appearance. We knew of the spirit world, but did not live with it as one. This place, which exists next to Mydril but cannot be seen by normal sight, has always been. The spirit world is known as the place in between, for it is the bridge between Mydril and endless number of other worlds. The spirits give shape to their wishes and dreams, and sometimes those shapes come to be in Mydril, and other times they come to shape in the other worlds that the spirit world is bonded to. When we pass from this land, our energy returns to the spirits and can be used again to form other shapes in other places. The spirits come in all forms and have many different types of powers, but chief among them are the dragons, who swim endlessly in this place of beauty and nightmare. When we dream, our minds go to the spirit realm, and it is there that we may know wisdom. Two of these dragons, one glowing and one hidden, fell in love with Mydril and each other, and came to this world so that they could look it upon fully and know it more closely. The Hidden dragon, whom the humans call Shadow, brought with her sorcery, and gifted the Hundred Tribes with her knowledge. The Glowing Dragon, called Light, also gave magic, that which we call shamanism. These dragons looked proudly on the people, believing their gift would help them make their world even more wondrous. They were betrayed by the tribes. We did not use their gifts for good, but rather to control the land even more, to work harder to bend it to our wills. We tainted the beauty of Mydril that The Glowing one and the Hidden one had so come to love. The dragons saw what we were doing and grew angry at us and at each other, and a terrible war followed. The dragons slew one another, and in their dying saw their mistake. They turned their anger to the people, and cursed them with their dying breath. Those who had used the Hidden ones sorcery for ill were made mad by her fury, while those who had twisted the Glowing ones shamanism were themselves twisted and made ugly. The great cities were cast down fire and flood, and all the world trembled at the dragons vengeance. The people separated, some becoming known as orcs and seeking the forgiveness of their Father. Some became elves, and hunger eternally for the mercy of their mother. In each, the burden of our failures must be embraced before the great dragon spirits can fly upon our lands again, and terrible curses lifted. But still, to this day, we war and bicker, for few of us know how to be true to the beauty and perfection that once was.