Far above clouds of the mortal realm past the stars and through the gate of eternities lies the Pantheon a war torn realm of the gods, who's angels and demons fight in an eternal war against each other. Runiel sick and demented killed the gods and gained power beyond measure. The souls of those killed scattered themselves into the world as holy items that could gain a new host and form the god reborn. After Runiel's defeat the gods Terran, Orlando, Golden Warrior, Voltek, Ellisa and even Madigas joined one another in council to discuss the future of the Pantheon.
Voltek the Mighty wished that they proclaim him High God and promised that if they allowed it he would rule justly. Orlando argued that no balance could come from giving an arrogant man power enraged Voltek slammed his sword to the ground below. Laughing he sat and gave Orlando a wink.
Terran now with the powers of Maitra declared herself High God she laid out a map of the gods realm with divided borders.
Far below Richard of the Lightbringers laid a map separating the lands of Ancile between the victors. The Apostles argued that the land be shared by all equally a naive statement thought the others. The Wild Ones wished merely to split unconquered lands equally and keep what lands they had. However they were wary of the Holy Forge's Destructive approach to nature and wondered if their alliance would last.
Harrod ripped his warhammer from the face of a Zealot of the Apostles of Light which slumped to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Grinning with a blood covered face Harrod relished in battle and wanted more. Swinging his Warhammer into two more zealots he quickly realized that the Zealots were allowing themselves to die so the Paladins could encircle the last of the Orcs Harrod saw that he had but a few good orcs left and called the retreat. It saddened him, but a day alive meant more days of killing in the future. Koh'Dholian Orcs ultimately left Ancile in search of something better.
Herzog Mathias sat at a table in the Fire Brew Bar and Inn chuckling to himself a bit before taking a drink of the potent concoction that lie infront of him. How could it be that his proud warriors be defeated by the semi-psychotic Skotadi, it pained him that Halland-Falkenberg was unable to gain true footing in Ancile, but he was pleased to hear of Skotadi's Ultimate fall in the end. Giving the bartender a coin for his services Herzog gripped his sword hilt and walked casually outside wondering where the wondrous flying Tavern would take him. The land of Ancile had changed much in these 5 Years Zonte pushed back from Ancile completely and forced to settle elsewhere. The Holy Forge and Wild Ones ignited skirmishes on their borders which were always ultimately resolved politically by the Lightbringers and Apostles of Light. The new Kingdom to arrive called Pirm-Mitar was given lands from the Lightbringers for services rendered of the hero Richard Pac Montesta. The Land was divided by thier lands owned 5 years past and borders changed slightly when Zonte fell giving the Wild Ones, Holy Forge and Apostles a little more land.
The Temple of the Gods was erected in the center of Ancile where the old prison of Runiel was. Under the direction of Pirm-Mitar or rather their High Priest Richard it has served as a beacon of Light in the world and stands as the grandest Temple in the world. I have walked its corridors and seen the mighty statues that show the gods true forms it always amazes me. Kerrik another proud Hero of the Lightbringers was given an entire territory for his own personal use and holds his own standing army. I only wish now that the Lightbringers would have helped my Kingdom against the Runiel loving Skotadi sooner. The gods have gone to council and their prophets, priests and seers have lost much of their old power seems the gods have more to do than get tangled in the people down below. Now that Runiel is gone his presence had been long gone, but we can feel it in our bones his power slowly regrowing no one speaks of it, but I know we all feel it what does it mean that is for the gods to tell us. I have been invited by the Apostles to share some of their land for my people I accepted humbly and am proud to be able to provide some little bounty to my people.
Runiel has fallen rejoice and be of good cheer, Ancile is saved from his dread and drear.
30 Years Foward and Ancile remains as a beacon of hope, the Wild Ones and Holy Forge have long since stopped fighting and all is well.