The Great War (GW)
This is an Era
This Era of the Mythical Timeline spans between 50 Thousand years ago and 20 Thousand years ago lasting: 30 Thousand years
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This era marks the great godly war, when primordial forces caused the gods to fight for their control of Aeloria.
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The Return of Primordial Forces
The resurgence of the primordial forces marked a dark chapter in the Aeloria’s history, unleashing cataclysms that shook the very foundations of existence. This tumultuous period set the stage for the final and devastating conflict: the War of the True Gods, a catastrophic event forever etched in the records of time as “The Great War.”
Celestial Conflict and World Reshaping
As the forces clashed in the celestial realms, the repercussions reverberated throughout the land, bringing death and upheaval. The very landscape underwent a profound transformation, scarred by the ferocity of the divine struggle.
The Wound of Gruumsh
During the conflict, Gruumsh, The Ruiner, the god of destruction, suffered a grievous wound from an arrow shot by Corellon, the Spellfather infused with Bahamut, The Platinum Dragon’s righteous power. This wound would forever mark by the loss of his eye, a symbol of his eternal hatred for the draconic god, Corellon, and all those that opposed him. The wound would serve as a reminder of the divine conflict that had torn the world asunder, a testament to the cost of the celestial struggle. Gruumsh as a god of vengeance and hatred, fueling his desire for retribution against the other gods, specially against the noble and just of Bahamut and the elfs Corellon.
Battle Between Asmodeus and Avandra
Asmodeus, hungering for dominion over all living beings, sought to impose his will upon the realms. His ambition knew no bounds, casting shadows of tyranny across the lands. Avandra, saw his designs as a dire threat to the freedom she cherished.
The battlefield of their conflict spanned across the celestial realms, echoing with the clash of divine power. Avandra, embodying the powers of change and adaptability, countered Asmodeus’s relentless advances with cunning and resilience. The battle raged for ages, each deity unleashing their might in a relentless dance of creation and destruction.
In a decisive moment, Avandra’s unwavering resolve and the unpredictable currents of luck turned the tide. Asmodeus, blinded by his own arrogance, underestimated the forces of change arrayed against him. Avandra’s final stroke struck true, casting Asmodeus down into the abyssal depths of the Nine Hells, where he would languish for eternity, a prisoner of his own ambitions.
The Creation of Divine Armaments
In the crucible of The Great War, as the True Gods clashed in celestial combat, they forged weapons of unparalleled power to tip the scales in their favor. These divine armaments became legendary relics, each imbued with the essence of their divine creators.
Harmonious Vestiges
In their pursuit of balance and preservation, the Harmonious Gods crafted the Harmonious Vestiges. These artifacts held the essence of harmonious energies, intended to bring stability to the tumultuous world. Those deemed worthy could wield these vestiges to channel the benevolent forces that sought equilibrium.
Defiant Vestiges
Conversely, the Defiant Gods, driven by rebellion and the desire for change, forged the Defiant Vestiges. These weapons resonated with chaotic energies, embodying the defiance that fueled their cause. Those daring enough to wield these vestiges gained access to formidable powers capable of challenging the established order.
Divine Wrath Unleashed
As the True Gods waged their celestial conflict during The Great War, the very fabric of Aeloria bore witness to unparalleled devastation. Cities crumbled, civilizations fell, and the once-thriving landscapes were transformed into desolate wastelands.
Asmodeus’s Betrayal
In the midst of this cosmic upheaval, a pivotal betrayal unfolded. Asmodeus, a servant of a god only known as He Who Was—his true name lost to the ravages of time—seized a moment of chaos to betray and slay his divine master. In a macabre twist of fate, Asmodeus absorbed the divine spark, ascending to godhood. To cloak his nefarious act, he reached back in time, erasing any memories and records pertaining to the fallen god’s name, leaving only the enigmatic title of He Who Was.
The entity known as Asmodeus went to great lengths to obliterate any trace of his former identity, shrouding his past in mystery. As to the extent of his power before ascending to godhood, it remains speculative, with only whispers and fragmented tales hinting at the possibility that Asmodeus might have been exceedingly powerful, perhaps even a semi-deity. However, all concrete information about his origins and prowess was systematically erased as part of his transformation into a god.
Corellon’s retribution against Lolth
During the Great War, the elven god Corellon, the Spellfather faced the treacherous Lolth, the Spider Queen, in a climactic battle. The conflict between the two deities was fierce, with Corellon ultimately besting Lolth in a tightly contested duel. The defeat of Lolth was only possible due to the god of magic sending her to the depts of The Abyss, where she would spend many years crawling her way back to the Material Plane.
Toxic Air and Decimated Reaches
The war’s catastrophic consequences extended beyond the battlefield. The air itself became toxic, carrying the residue of divine strife that permeated the atmosphere. Vast reaches of Aeloria were laid to waste, with fields disintegrating, mountains crumbling, and once-prosperous lands reduced to barren expanses.
Beings of Great Power
To further their cosmic ambitions, the True Gods created beings of immense power to serve as instruments of war. These entities, born from the chaotic energies unleashed, stalked the ravaged lands, enforcing the will of their divine creators with devastating force.
Waters Turned Poison
Even the waters, once a source of life and sustenance, were tainted by the war’s malevolent touch. Poison currents coursed through rivers and oceans, posing an additional threat to the surviving remnants of civilizations struggling to endure in the aftermath of the celestial conflict.
Timat and Bane’s Alliance and the Elemental Lords
Tiamat, Goddess of wealth, greed, and vengeance, reveled in the chaos. Her five heads, each representing a chromatic dragon, gleamed with malevolent intent. She saw the unleashed elemental lords as tools to be used, their might a means to amass untold riches and power to rule over her enemies. Bane, the God of war and conquest, shared her ambition, though his sights were set on subjugation and dominion. He envisioned the elementals as the ultimate soldiers in his campaign of strife and conquest agains the Harmonious Deities.
United by their common goals, the Scaled Tyrant and the Strife Emperor devised a plan to bind the elemental lords to their will. They descended upon the elemental planes, their presence a storm of divine wrath and dark promises. Together, they wove intricate spells and forged mighty chains, confident that the elemental lords, weakened by eons of imprisonment, would be easily subdued.
But they had gravely underestimated their foes. The elemental lords, far from being weakened, had grown in their confinement, feeding on the very essence of their previous confinement. When Tiamat and Bane struck, the elementals did not cower or submit. They roared in defiance, their powers unleashed in a cataclysmic fury.
The chains meant to bind them shattered like glass, each fragment a burst of elemental energy that surged into the elemental lords, making them stronger than ever. The ground trembled as the Earth Lord rose, a towering behemoth of stone and soil. The seas churned with the awakening of the Water Lord, a colossal wave of sentient liquid. The skies darkened as the Air Lord took flight, a tempest incarnate. Flames roared as the Fire Lord emerged, an inferno with a will of its own. As the elemental lords unleashed their wrath other elementals joined the fray, their forms shifting and evolving, feeding off the chaos and energy of the battle.
Tiamat’s heads snarled and snapped, her breath weapons scorching the battlefield, but the elemental lords absorbed the energy, growing even mightier. Bane, clad in his dark armor, wielded his dread sword with ruthless precision, but every strike was met with an elemental counterstrike of overwhelming force.
Realizing their dire predicament, Tiamat and Bane called upon their most potent magics and formidable combat prowess, but it was not enough. The elementals, fueled by their newfound power and ancient rage, turned the tide of battle against their would-be captors.
In the heart of the maelstrom, Tiamat and Bane fought side by side, their combined might a beacon of destruction. Yet, for every elemental they struck down, two more rose, their forms shifting and evolving, feeding off the chaos and energy of the battle.
The battle raged on, and the alliance between Tiamat and Bane, born of ambition and desperation, was put to the ultimate test. Amidst the storm of elemental fury, they fought not just for conquest and greed, but for survival against the very forces they sought to control. And as the battle roared around them, the Scaled Tyrant and the Strife Emperor came to a grim realization: they must retreat, lest they be consumed by the very power they had sought to harness.
The two gods, battered and bloodied, retreated to their respective domains, the elemental lords’ roars of triumph echoing in their ears. Tiamat and Bane promised vengeance against the elemental lords, but the scars of their failed alliance would forever mark their souls, a reminder of the folly of challenging the primordial forces of the world.
The Calamity Caused of the Elemental Lords
The Elemental Lords, ancient beings of immense power, had been imprisoned by the True Gods during the dawn of creation. Their release during the Great War unleashed cataclysmic forces upon the world, reshaping the very fabric of reality. The Elemental Lords, embodiments of the primal elements, roared with fury as they emerged from their eons-long confinement, their wrath directed at the gods who had sought to bind them.
Tharizdun fights Ioun and Melora
During the War of the Gods, a sect of Thariuzdun’s devotees, driven by fanatic zeal, discovered a method to breach the god’s mind prison while the followers of Ioun, the Goddess of Knowledge, tried to stop them. But the worshipers of the Chained Oblivion stormed through Ioun’s attempts to defend the prision, their chaotic power overwhelming the guardians of knowledge who sought to prevent the unspeakable from being unleashed. Though they could not physically free Thariuzdun’s mind, they devised a desperate scheme — injecting a corrupting concoction into the god’s prison, granting a fleeting focus to the mad deity’s mind.
In that moment, madness spilled forth like a noxious fog. Thariuzdun, seizing the opportunity, unleashed its chaotic power upon Ioun’s followers as they arrived in the mind prison, driving many to insanity and through these worshippers, assaulting the very essence of The Enlightened’s being. In the depths of their minds, amidst the tumult of shattered thoughts and stolen memories, the battle of intellect and madness erupted.
Ioun, the embodiment of wisdom and learning, fought valiantly to protect her realm of knowledge. Yet, Thariuzdun’s hunger for entropy was insatiable. It sought to consume every shard of knowledge, to unravel the intricate tapestry of understanding that Ioun held dear and find a way to escape its eternal prison. The Goddess of Knowledge, wounded and reeling, realized that to defeat Thariuzdun, she must resort to revealing a forbidden secret — a poisonous knowledge that could stun even the mad god itself.
With great sacrifice, Ioun hurled this forbidden lore into the maw of madness. Thariuzdun faltered, momentarily stunned by the venomous truths it had consumed. Sensing their sister’s plight, Ioun turned to Melora, the Wildmother, goddess of the untamed wilds and the sea, for aid.
Melora, who had observed the unfolding chaos from her verdant sanctuaries and azure depths, understood the dire threat Thariuzdun posed to the natural order. With resolute determination, she summoned her primal weapons from Jovaris, preparing to confront the encroaching madness.
As Thariuzdun recovered from the poison, it used the knowledge to twist the very creations of Melora’s domain into grotesque aberrations, mocking the beauty of the Wildmother’s realm. Enraged, Melora joined Ioun in a fierce psychic battle against the god of madness. Together, their powers intertwined, they unleashed torrents of elemental fury and esoteric knowledge, seeking to weaken Thariuzdun’s control on their minds.
In a climactic struggle that spanned realms unseen by mortal eyes, Ioun and Melora weakened Thariuzdun’s grasp on reality. The god of entropy, realizing its imminent defeat, retreated into the recesses of its mind prison, pursued by the resolute goddesses.
Ioun and Melora entered the mind prison, their combined efforts removing the corrupting substance that had enabled Thariuzdun’s brief focus. Strengthening the chains that bound The Chained Oblivion, they secured it once more in its eternal confinement. Yet, the victory came at a cost.
Ioun was left wounded, her vast repositories of knowledge diminished, forever scarred by the invasive touch of madness and the forbidden truths she had unleashed upon the world had turned into curses spread across the minds of mortals. Melora, too, bore deep wounds — her beloved creations twisted and corrupted, some irreparably lost to the mockery of Thariuzdun’s influence.
Despite the toll exacted upon them, Ioun and Melora knew that they had safeguarded the world from the brink of chaos. The realms of knowledge and the wild could once again find solace, albeit tempered by the scars of battle. Tales whispered of mutated remnants that escaped Melora’s wrath, hidden in forgotten corners of the world.
And so, the gods of knowledge and the wild rested, their vigil eternal, knowing that they had staved off the encroaching madness of Thariuzdun, at least for another age.
The Destruction of Ioun’s Archive
The Tragic Demise
During the Great War, Ioun’s Archive bore witness to the merciless tide of destruction. As the gods clashed in the heavens, the sanctity of the library became ensnared in the maelstrom of conflict. Flames devoured the ivory halls, reducing the repository of knowledge to ash and rubble. The turquoise rivers ran red with the blood of the fallen, and the once-proud spires crumbled beneath the weight of divine wrath. The kenku that worked there were scattered across the world, and the goddess herself was said to have been gravely wounded during the battle. The goddess was said to have retreated to her home plane to recover from her wounds, and the library was never rebuilt. The remaining kenku that survived had no way to recover the The Wings’ Epistle, making them unable to fly.
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The Siege of Aelor and the Pact between Erathis and Asmodeus
Driven by revenge and ambition, Asmodeus brokered a dark covenant with the ancient primordial forces of the world, forging his infamous Ruby Rod. This artifact granted him mastery over hellfire. With unrivaled might at his command, he launched a ruthless campaign to conquer the nine hells, after gaining control of The Nine Hells he set his sights on the material plane. Commanding his infernal forces, Asmodeus sought to subjugate the mortal realms under his iron-fisted rule, starting with the city of Aelor which fell under his siege.
Aelor, the very first bastion of mortal civilization, stood as a beacon of innovation and progress under Erathis’s guiding influence. The goddess that helped build the settlement saw Asmodeus’s tyranny as an affront to her domain, a corruption that threatened to snuff out the flickering flames of mortal creativity.
In a clash of ideologies and power, Erathis marshaled her forces against the infernal onslaught. The battlefield stretched across both the material plane and into the depths of the Nine Hells where Erathis waged a relentless campaign to stem the tide of Asmodeus’s encroachment. In time the goddess reached the lair of Asmodeus, in the deepest layer of the Nine Hells, where she confronted the god in a battle that shook the entire plane.
For days that stretched into years, Erathis and Asmodeus clashed in a cataclysmic duel of divine proportions. Their powers shook the very foundations of reality, leaving scars upon both mortal realms and infernal domains alike. As the battle reached its zenith and both combatants stood on the brink of annihilation, a weary truce was forged.
In a moment of begrudging respect for each other’s tenacity, Erathis and Asmodeus struck a pact that would echo through the ages. Asmodeus would retain dominion over the Nine Hells and its infernal denizens as Erathis swore to not destroy the realm of the Tyrant god. In exchange his influence over the material plane would be channeled only through mortals who willingly entered into contracts with him or his agents, carved into the enduring Ruby Rod as a binding testament for eternity.
Battle between the Dragon Gods, Tiamat and Bahamut, God of Justice and Nobility - The Platinum Dragon (LG)
Before the Great War, the dragon gods Tiamat and Bahamut had worked together to create the dragons, Chromatic and Metalic, respectively. However, during the Great War, the two gods clashed in a battle that would forever mark their enmity. The battles between the twogods were fierce, with Tiamat’s five heads spewing acid and fire at Bahamut, who countered with his own breath of flame and frost. Following their creators, the dragons of the world also clashed in a battle against one another in a series of battles that would eternally mark both types of dragons as enemies. The two gods were evenly matched, and the battle ended in a stalemate, with both gods retreating to their respective domains while their children kept fighting on the battlefield, marking the world with dragonic wrath.
The Battle Between Bane and Kord
During the Great War, the god of war and conquest, Bane, saw Kord, the Stormlord, advancing through the battlefield as a roaring storm that approached his domain. Bane saw this as a challenge to his authority and power, and he decided to confront Kord in a battle that would shake the heavens. The battle between the two gods was fierce, with Bane sword piercing The Stormlord’s stomach, causing him to stumble back before grabbing Bane’s shoulder and punching him in the face with a thunderous blow. The battle ended with Bane retreating, leaving Kord to recover from his wounds. This battle would forever mark the enmity between the two gods, with Bane seeking to prove his superiority over Kord and the other gods.
Tiamat’s battle agains Asmodeus
During the great war, Tiamat, the fearsome Dragon Queen, held dominion over a sprawling layer in the Abyss, her power unmatched among the fiendish entities. Her ambition, however, knew no bounds, and she sought to expand her dominion beyond the Abyss, into the realms of the Nine Hells.
Asmodeus, the cunning and powerful The Lord of the Nine Hells, watched Tiamat’s growing influence with a wary eye. He knew that a direct confrontation with the Dragon Queen could lead to cataclysmic consequences, for her might was formidable even by his standards. Yet, Asmodeus was not one to shy away from a challenge, especially when it concerned the stability and dominion of his infernal empire.
Tiamat, desiring to extend her rule, attempted to breach the borders of The Nine Hells, aiming to carve a foothold for her forces. Her armies of dragons and fiends clashed with the devils of Asmodeus, creating a conflict that shook the heavens and earth of The Nine Hells. Despite her power, the laws and metaphysical constructs of the Nine Hells, woven and enforced by Asmodeus, posed a significant barrier to her ambitions.
Realizing that brute force alone would not suffice to conquer The Nine Hells, Tiamat sought a different approach. She proposed a pact with Asmodeus, a bargain between two True Gods of malevolence. In this pact, Tiamat would be allowed a domain within Avernus, but only her servants could traverse the boundaries of her domains. This would allow her influence to seep into Avernus, while Asmodeus maintained control over his realm. If tiamat desired, she could one day conquer The Nine Hells, but she would have to do so by following the laws of the Lord of the Nine Hells, starting with the first layer, Avernus until she reached the ninth layer, Nessus.
The pact was sealed with ancient and binding magic, inscribed with runes of power and guarded by the infernal laws of Asmodeus. Tiamat’s presence in Avernus was established, yet she was trapped, unnable to set foot in The Nine Hells beyond her domain in Avernus.
Over time, Tiamat’s domain within Avernus grew into a bastion of draconic terror. Her servants, both draconic and fiendish, waged a continuous struggle to expand her influence, clashing with the forces loyal to Asmodeus. Despite her confinement, Tiamat’s power and ambition persisted, her ultimate goal still being the domination of the Nine Hells and beyond.
Asmodeus, ever the master tactician, watched and waited, confident that his pact would hold, and that Tiamat’s ambitions, while formidable, would remain under his control. The delicate balance between their powers maintained the fragile order of the infernal realms, and to this day, Tiamat’s domain in Avernus keeps growing more and more, as her influence grows ever so slightly.
True Gods Bearing the Scars
The deities themselves bore the scars of this devastating conflict, their celestial battles threatening to sunder the very fabric of existence. The aftermath of The Great War left an indelible mark on the world, a testament to the cost of cosmic struggles and the fragility of divine equilibrium.
Legacy of Divine Conflict
As the True Gods unleashed these powerful artifacts upon the world, the Harmonious and Defiant Vestiges became symbols of the celestial struggle that defined The Great War. Even in the aftermath, these relics endured as reminders of a time when True Gods walked among mortals, shaping the destiny of the world with their cosmic battles.
Legacy of Ruin
The legacy of The Great War lingered not only in the shattered remnants of cities and civilizations but also in the scarred and transformed face of Aeloria. The world bore the indelible marks of divine fury, a haunting testament to the cost of the True Gods’ conflict and the profound impact it had on the once-vibrant planet.