Lore

To understand Aetheria, is to delve into the history of the Primordials. Before they came, Aetheria was a very young planet, chaotic and lawless, however intelligent life was beginning to grow and survive upon her soil, making their mark upon her despite being so small, but no less insignificant. Though soon Aetheria would begin a rapid change, it started with an abundance of falling stars, streaking across the skies for two days. Glittering and glimmering in many colors, some fell upon Aetheria, energy roiled within these meteorites, peppering the lands with the gift that they carry within. Though on the third day, the catalyst of change of Aetheria’s fate had arrived.

A meteor so massive that when it landed upon the seas, the waters hissed and fled at the force. Oceanic mountains breached the surface, erupting to make isles of their own. Mountains that seemed docile and dormant quaked, and spewed forth hot liquid rock, burning the land that surrounded it. Land shifted, and cracked at the pressure, breaking away into smaller masses. As the world quaked, the meteorites that fell upon the surface slipped through the deep crevices. Unworldly seeds now planted within Aetheria’s core, the roots of magic reaching out to become veins of the system, before blooming into mystical realms that later to be known as the underworld.

The magical influx thickly churned within the very skies and affected the life that survived the cataclysmic impact of the meteor. However, the magic was merely an incubation for something far more powerful. The massive meteor that struck Aetheria, was no more than a transporter. Nestled safely within the space rock were eggs. Hundreds of large precious cargo acclimating to their new home.

Three eggs hatched from that meteor. Three dragons who would become the first brood, and the strongest amongst them. The Primordial Trifecta of Time, Space, and Nature. Raegir’ohk: The Timelord, Novus: the Starcaller, and Drexlasi: World Mother.

These three worked in union to create order and balance on the surface to quell the devastation of their arrival for their brethren that would be born into Aetheria. However, while their power grew as they aged, so too did the realms of the underworld begin to brew life of their own through the abundance of magic. But without the governance of the primordials, the magic became wild and unstable, creatures that dwelled within warped and twisted into fearsome monsters, each one larger and hungrier than the last.

Magical veins of the underworld expanded into paths, allowing its denizens to travel between its realms if they could find them… but even then it was not enough for the voraciousness of these creatures. Some of them dug past the barriers of the realm turning the breaches into portals, and up into the Primordial’s domain. There they wrought havoc upon the weak children of Aetheria.

The Primordials and the Aetheria natives clashed against each other, though the Primordials tried to find common ground with the humans that dwelled, it is by the very nature of the humans to fear what is foreign and stronger than them. The humans felt trapped, pinched between the might of the Primordials and the brutality of the Underworld demons. Despite the differences, the Primordials knew that Aetheria’s children did not deserve to be left to die at the hands of corrupted magic. They pursued the monsters that plagued the lands and pushed them back to where they came from. They whittled down as many as they could, but they knew that the threat was going to stay.

The humans recognized their saviors, and many treated the Primordials as their new found guardians. Some still feared the Primordials, either through respect or genuine fear of the power that they held. Some wanted that power, so they would pledge their life to them in hopes to be given what they desire.

The Trifecta and their own blood brood known as the Second Brood, Fate, Karma, Life, and Death protected and governed the humans for a time, that is until the Third brood emerged from their nest. The Elemental Masters. Fire, Water, Air, Earth, Light, Shadow, and Arcane. These were the Primordials that through the blessing of the Trifecta would guide and protect the humans and claimed the unhatched dragon eggs that still nestled within the meteor. Through the Elemental Primordials, their magic shifted and changed the nature of the people around them that they deemed worthy. These humans showed magical aptitude, and in time began to evolve with animalistic features.

And the 4th and final Primordial Brood, the Domain. These Primordials though the youngest, have been tasked by the Trifecta to watch over the gateways and the internal realms of the Underworld. They kept to themselves as they ruled over their respected domains, rarely ever making themselves known to the mortals.

Some of the dragons have even pulled away from their own kin and have started their own families within the lives of the mortals. The mortals, though small as they are, have made leaps and bounds in their walk of life amongst the dragons. Their societies grew, new magic constantly being discovered, and the realm always changing as the years go by.

Be it by land, sky, or sea, the children of Aetheria under the unfettered but watchful gaze of the Trifecta have become the flowers that decorate her. But one would be foolish to think that there would be no shadows that lingered within.

Everything must have balance.