Trassel

## **The Histories of Trassel:**

Here we have the history of the founding of the great cities of Trassel, as told by the bards themselves across the land.

## **The Beginning:**

Trassel was a thriving continent when the first civilized
people arrived on the western coast.   The first humans and dwarves arrived some 900
years ago from current day.  On that day
the world would change for not only the adventurers, but for the inhabitants of
the island.  For before them, there had
never been a human or dwarf on the island.
The island itself was home to a number of Orc tribes, and small elven
clusters.  Ruling over all, were the
dragons.  When left alone, the dragons
were harmless, and co-existed beside the native tribes, but when an unfamiliar
smell fell upon them; they became curious. Upon the first meeting of the
exploration and dragons, an uneasy peace came about, for the explorers had
never met a dragon in the open before, only hidden away in caves, for to do so,
meant they were surely going to parish.

Over the next fifty or so years the uneasy peace persisted,
all was well.  The dragons, left to their
own devices mostly ignored the newcomers to the island, save for when adventurers
would come to close to their lairs.  The explorers
built their first cities built of wood and stone, and over the years had
brought others.  Elves, Dwarves, and Humans
now openly walked the land, building what they will, and taming the
untamed.  Slowly others came, and slowly
they built.  Over these years, a number
of unique individuals would be born or would arrive to the island, and elf
whose hands glowed a perpetual purple energy, who was able to do extraordinary
things with magic, unlike anyone had seen before.   A child, who was from birth, touched by the
gods themselves, dwarf who wielded a blade so sharp, that he carved stone as if
it were not there, but would not cut for others who attempted to wield it.

These, along with others were hailed among the civilized
lands.  However, the dragons began to
take notice of these beings; for they could sense their power, and knew the consequences
should these beings be turned against them.
So they began to watch.

This peace lasted for another 35 years.  However it was not meant to last, for word had
finally begun to spread to others, of a land where dragons walked in the
open.  Where there was limited government
structure, and plenty of land.   So began
the mass exodus to Trassel.   Tens of
thousands of beings arrived over the next five years from all walks of
life.  Slowly, amongst the lower rings of
society, talk began of what wealth a dragon would bring back across the sea,
and the plan began to form.

Now over the years, dragons grew friendly with a number of
individuals, relying on them for entertainment, friendship, and for the dragons
to have a say in the goings on of the city dwellers.  For years this arrangement had worked
perfectly, until the day word reached the dragons that a large number of individuals
were planning the slaughter of a number of their kind, and the capture of
others.

## **The End of Peace:**

The peace between the two legged ones and the dragons was a
contested issue.  Many dragons felt that
they were not shown the respect that they deserved and that they need taught
proper respect.  Others felt as if they
were not doing enough to assist the two legged ones, that with their help, the
peace could be permanent.  When word
finally reached the dragons that a number of people had gathered and were
planning to attack, several dragons took matters into their own hands to teach respect
to the two legged ones.

The explorers had since forgone the magic, and effort needed
to create cities of stone, the newer settlements were constructed of wood, and
clay.  The Dwarven members of the settlement
built their own homes and own districts by their own hands of stone within the
settlements.  However on that night wood,
clay and stone melted equally.  This
night, the “Night of Fire” as it would later be called was the beginning of the
clash of the raw primal power of the dragons, and the civilized world.

## **The Night of Fire:**

There are no counts of the scores that perished that night. For
no one saw the dragons coming, they came low, high and fast.  Upon the first pass on the city the entire outer
wall was burn away, along with whatever guard the city had hoped would protect
the city.   On the second pass, the Dwarven
district fell, their stone houses melted like the wood around it, turning to
molten magma as the fire washed over it.   The third pass brought about the poison and
acid, meant to end all those who had survived the first two.  However, at the very center of the town, a
small glowing sphere pierced the night, and rose from the fire, poison and
acid.   At the center, a female elf
stood, eyes and hair of pure silver, her hands a vibrant hue of pure purple
energy.  On the fourth path, the dragons
met the first resistance of the coming war, as the female elf met the dragons
on their own terms, in the air.

Four dragons set out to obliterate those who wished to do
them harm, only three of them remained by dawn the next day, the Night of Fire
coming to an end.  Those remaining three
fled off to the horizon, while the elf dropped to the earth to search for
survivors and to find help.  To her
horror, her efforts to protect herself the night before had only protected ten
others.  All others in the city perished.  By the time additional help arrived, the
fires that once burned in the city were nothing more than glowing ash.

The female elf Kamora TreeStrider became an instant icon amongst
the people, being hailed a hero for challenging the dragons.  She quickly is placed in charge of gathering
the magic users in order to fight the dragons in the coming days.

## **The War of Yes’dara:**

Over the next twenty years war rages across the land,
thousands lose their lives, and the dragons suffer great loses.  Heroes arise amongst the armies, Kamora
Malvain whom single handedly took on four dragons.  Awata’ki , who was born of a seamstress
and a blacksmith, had the touch of Kord from birth.  From the beginning he was protected more than
other babies, he was able to do feats that no other child was able to.  Those who wished him harm were never able to
harm.    As he grew, his power became
apparent, calling down beams of pure light from the sky to strike down his
foes.   He soon forged himself a set of
armor infused with the holy light that he was able to call forth.   He became a shining beacon on the field of
battle, bolstering his allies, and striking fear into those who have never felt
fear before.

Among Kamora’s trope of magic wielders, one stood out among
the rest . A recent addition to the island itself, and among the first of his
race to walk the land, Arrius