Myths And Legends Of Xadia

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*(This book has been translated by Kazi of the Sunfire elves. You can find the original copy at the Moon Nexus.)*

### Introduction:

These stories have been compiled from across Xadia and beyond, pieced together through witness reports, folklore, and many other ways, some of which should not be noted. But some of these stories were nearly lost for a reason. Tread lightly on the path of knowledge, reader. Some things should never see the light of day.

### Chapter 2: Legends From The Human Kingdoms And Beyond

#### *The Splitting Of Fyrlis (By PeridotsHavePower)*

Many years ago, when Luna Tenebris reigned, the Human Kingdoms were founded. Del Bar, Neolandia, and Fyrlis. Fyrlis was the largest of the Human Kingdoms, taking up around half of the land that humans were banished to. The dark mages that ruled Fyrlis were rumored to be corrupt and greedy for more power. One day, inevitably, Fyrlis went into civil war. The dark mages decided to bring out their deadliest spell, summoning dark warriors to quench the flames of rebellion. The warriors were known as "The Sorcerers' Seven". They had no remorse, no mercy, for anyone who defied their masters. It looked like all was lost, until the dark mages went to a summit with the leaders of Del Bar and Neolandia. The leader of the dark mages, Lars, proposed that the Human Kingdoms forge an alliance. While the king of Del Bar was considering it, the Regent of Neolandia knew what Lars really wanted.

"Lars, you are at war with your own people!!! Do you wish for us to fight your war???" Another mage, Mira, spoke up. "Regent, rebellions will spread. They have started with Fyrlis. Once they claim us, they will come for Neolandia and Del Bar. Every traitor, criminal, peasant and even some nobles will join the rebels." The king of Del Bar, Jorgen, raised an eyebrow. "I agree with the Regent. I have fought and survived many a war or conflict, but I know we should not go to war unless necessary." Lars stood up in outrage. "You would let Fyrlis fall!!!! We have fought for you so many times!!!" The Regent rolled their eyes. "Yet, you were safely in your study, with your Xadian delicacies. I wouldn't call that fighting for us." And so the summit continued, until Lars snapped. "ENOUGH!!!! YOU HAVE INSULTED FYRLIS ONE TOO MANY TIMES!!!! FEEL OUR WRATH!!!" All the mages joined hands and chanted. "Estren Ourmen Ilsha Va!!! Estren Ourmen Ilsha Va!!!" A blinding light filled the room and everybody inside other than the mages shielded their eyes. When the light receded, there was a strange dragonlike beast standing in the mages' place. It had fourteen heads, each slightly resembling one of the mages. It is unknown what happened in the chamber next, but it lead to the splitting of Fyrlis, and the end of the war. Katolis and Duren were founded, and the strange beast was never sighted again....

#### *Dellenor The Warden (By Athysamoonshadowelf)*

When Elarion was destroyed, Ziard's apprentice, Dellenor, watched on with misery, as he could do nothing to save his people. Ziard, his mentor, was dead, and there wasn't even a body to bury. That misery turned to frustration, and frustration turned to hate and rage. He escaped the Judgement Of The Half-Moon, and went to the ruins of Elarion, long abandoned and destroyed. He used his magic to build a space underground, next to Ziard's underground vault, and salvaged what tomes he could from the wrecks of the public library and Ziard's office. Most of it was burned beyond recognition, but Dellenor found something so very valuable. He found Ziard's journal. Dellenor flipped through it, until he found an entry that could help him take back Elarion.

*At last!!! I have found a way to bring back spirits from death!!! It's an obscure spell, and untested, but I believe the spirits can either take an incorporeal form, or possess a creature with a connection to a primal source, or a dark mage!!! But I fear I could be wrong. If I am, the consequences could be catastrophic!!! If I break the barrier between the living and the dead, will it cost my life?? I know I could bring back so much joy, especially for young Dellenor, or Dell, as Merin used to call him. The lad lost his parents when he was a little baby, and has experienced so much loss and hurt, which is only deepened by Tulind, the tyrant of the orphanage. Ithacus and Merin were good parents, but their son has paid dearly for their mistakes. But, back to the spell. In order to cast it, you will need a mortar full of dried unicorn blood, a hair or biological part of the departed who you wish to bring back, tears of grief from those who lost the dead, the scale of a Sky Dragon and an Earth Dragon, a powdered moon phoenix tongue, and a human soul, willingly given. Then, you must get a pestle made of Moon Opals and Fire Rubies. You must place all these items (except the pestle) inside the unicorn blood as it dries, and then pour all your magic into the blood. Once you have done that, smash the pestle into the blood, and*

The entry was unfinished. But Dellenor knew all he needed to know. Ziard's vault would open for him, as long as he said the password. "Ithacus." Dellenor never knew why the password was his father's name, and something told him he didn't want to know. The vault had everything he needed. Ziard was an avid collector of rare, priceless, ingredients and finally Dellenor could use his supplies. Dellenor did attempt the spell, but he failed horribly, instead turning himself into a spirit, doomed forever to guard the Gates Of Death, to never return to Life, or pass through the Gates.

### A Note:

Reader, these tales should've never reached the light of day or night. They must be kept secret, and you must tell NO ONE of them. The fate of Xadia depends on it. Ancient evils should not be called back. Cities must remain secret, or they will hunt you down.