The Quest of Salvation

Long ago before time could wither
and man could die
and dimensions could form
two races would fight and began a storm....
the two races broke off
and two chosens would have to join
for each race to survive
this is THIER story

In a time without time a place without location the Dedruiks and Laghithel worked together in a prosperouse land of the world Tienarl. But this was not to stay. A man from each race declined each other as sworn enemies. They fought controlling which armies they could, seeking bloodthirstily to kill one another and they were named the descenters. On a Hill in Darmong Tuilith the Dedruiks finally prevailed, driving the Laghithel underground. Many years passed... the prosperouse land passed out of memory..... even the terrible fight of much bloodshed on the hill of Darmong Tuilith and the prospect that the descenters ever lived became in the minds of the decendants as low as fairy-tales to go to bed too. But trouble started in the land. The once bright and peoples of the Laghithel were becoming dark and each newborn died. The Dalhmark Laghithel Priests knew why. The SoulBind that kept them there was breaking, why? because the two races were working independantly. Each race had to survive off the others talent, helping each other where the other could not. For one of the races still believed in magic and for that they were ugly and not knowing how to hunt and live for themselves. The Ohter race, the Dedruiks, knew a world without magic, knowing how to hunt and make things but were not protected againt enemy forces and animals of the dark (sadly to say the Laghithel had become hated among the dedruiks as their worst enemy). But they would not reform together, hating one another. but each would perish without the other. And two of the wisest (and i dare say most righteous)priests from each race new this, and summoned the chosen two. The Book Begins...