HISTORY / PROLOGUE
we are here, we are one, we have progressed to a point of no improvment for ourselves, thus we mold a world for the new ones. we are the dreamers.
in finding this world & not being able help in your realm we created the elementals, the guardians of our knowledge & protectors of our purpose.
..and for a time things went well, as planned we gifted you with knowledge of majic & for the once whom it didnt come to we gifted disiplin & a focus over the bodies most could not bear. over time with the mixing of the two people a new people where formed ones the we granted power of the runes, & they would soon surpass our expectations for their inginuity of how to use them.
over the generations that followed certain groups became lost to us & fell away from the world they knew. most of us knew something like this may happen, but others could not handle the loss & became disillusioned of the plan of purpose.
all we know over the next space of time is that most, of all we help to built where destroyed. disputes between ourselves spilled into your world & was the cause of the great war. our records where fragmented & because of the damages the means to comunicate with the people we where steward of for the most part where lost.
but a stiring is near some of the last surviving elementals are fulfilling their purpose & if the ones that can still hear will listen the purpose we promised to the ancestors of this world will come again... to guide this world to its full potential.