Twilight
The concept for this campaign was born from a dream, not unlike it's predecessor Fulcrum. Where Fulcrum was the crux that held all of existence together, Twilight is the "end" of all reality. Uncounted eons past The Creator, whatever it may be, looked upon it's work and wept. Everything had somehow gone wrong... so it was that the creator washed away everything it had done and began anew. Rather than destroy everything it had built, The Creator banished it to a dark and twisted landscape. Among those punished were The Tessorai, The Creator's first host of servants. The Tessorai were meant to protect and guide mortal kind, instead they abused their influence and helped to create the mess their creator so despised. They were given a special punishment. Though they were trapped in dark realm they were able to peer across the void and view the place they were banished from.
For time unknown the inhabitants of this realm carried on as best they could in the purgatory to which they were banished. In this dark realm no sun ever shined. The sky was a perpetual twilight. None could die a natural death but aging did not cease. Eventually the mortals of the realm would begin to change, finally becoming something all together different. With few exceptions time, such as it was in this realm, marched on with little change. That is until Milon...
Milon, on of the creator's new host, had discovered a way to enter the various realities from which he was banned. In doing he caused great damage to the whole of creation. The creator did nothing. He continued to enter the worlds directly causing more and more damage to existence. Still the creator did nothing. Finally one of the Assari, Ezion, decided to take matters into his own hands. He confronted Milon. For the first time in all creation two Assari did battle. In the end Milon won and devoured the essence of his former compatriot. Mion went on to destroy the other Assari one by one, gaining more power each time. He had lost sight of his original ideals and began a campaign to take control of everything.
Before he was finally stopped Milon had destroyed many realities. Unknown to him or any other the realties thought he destroyed had been falling into The Twilight realm. Much chaos ensued in the first several centuries as the "aliens" appeared through the realm. Many wars were fought. However, in Twilight the dead do not rest. Since there is nowhere else to go the spirits of the dead manifest as incorporeal shades, unable to interact with the world around them. Though Twilight had seen it's fair share of death in the past, never before had so many died in such a short time. The realm was covered in shades. In time the shades gave up on their own lives and began to head off to realms unknown. Some remained behind but in time even the most connected abandoned their loved ones to seek out others of their kind.
Since the great war things have settled in the realm of Twilight. There are still old fears and grudges, but the fires of war have died away. Life, if it could be called such, had returned to normal. Twilight had once again become the maddening purgatory it had been before the arrival of the new comers and it remained so for nearly a thousand years. In recent years rumors persist of the Ekard, a reptilian race from The First Kingdom had discovered a way to escape Twilight. In addition the petrified had begun to gather together in mighty fortresses. Change is coming once again to Twilight, but this time it feels different. Though they cannot put it in words the peoples of the realm can sense it.
For time unknown the inhabitants of this realm carried on as best they could in the purgatory to which they were banished. In this dark realm no sun ever shined. The sky was a perpetual twilight. None could die a natural death but aging did not cease. Eventually the mortals of the realm would begin to change, finally becoming something all together different. With few exceptions time, such as it was in this realm, marched on with little change. That is until Milon...
Milon, on of the creator's new host, had discovered a way to enter the various realities from which he was banned. In doing he caused great damage to the whole of creation. The creator did nothing. He continued to enter the worlds directly causing more and more damage to existence. Still the creator did nothing. Finally one of the Assari, Ezion, decided to take matters into his own hands. He confronted Milon. For the first time in all creation two Assari did battle. In the end Milon won and devoured the essence of his former compatriot. Mion went on to destroy the other Assari one by one, gaining more power each time. He had lost sight of his original ideals and began a campaign to take control of everything.
Before he was finally stopped Milon had destroyed many realities. Unknown to him or any other the realties thought he destroyed had been falling into The Twilight realm. Much chaos ensued in the first several centuries as the "aliens" appeared through the realm. Many wars were fought. However, in Twilight the dead do not rest. Since there is nowhere else to go the spirits of the dead manifest as incorporeal shades, unable to interact with the world around them. Though Twilight had seen it's fair share of death in the past, never before had so many died in such a short time. The realm was covered in shades. In time the shades gave up on their own lives and began to head off to realms unknown. Some remained behind but in time even the most connected abandoned their loved ones to seek out others of their kind.
Since the great war things have settled in the realm of Twilight. There are still old fears and grudges, but the fires of war have died away. Life, if it could be called such, had returned to normal. Twilight had once again become the maddening purgatory it had been before the arrival of the new comers and it remained so for nearly a thousand years. In recent years rumors persist of the Ekard, a reptilian race from The First Kingdom had discovered a way to escape Twilight. In addition the petrified had begun to gather together in mighty fortresses. Change is coming once again to Twilight, but this time it feels different. Though they cannot put it in words the peoples of the realm can sense it.