Ancient Elantrian's Writing Thread

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

7 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

There was once a person named Elan

Who very much really liked to eat Flan

Does that rhyme? I don't care

Now get out of my hair

And get back to life you son of an acanthocephalan

*clap clap*
Now go finish a story

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

4 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

*clap clap*
Now go finish a story

NO

YOU CAN'T MAKE ME

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Alright, another story!

I'm working on actually worldbuilding but it devolved into my semi-bible-like book. Here's the first bit:

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PART I: Origins

This is the story of the world, how the people on it came to be, and how it was long, long before those creatures and things of magic crept away and hid beneath the ground, leaving men alone to rule and ravage the earth.

Now in the days before the great lands of Endul were full of creatures innumerable, there were, in the highest parts of the mountains above the clouds, a group of men. The lands were called the Truelands, Ichanaie, and the men were called True-Men. Taller than most, with dark skin and pale blue eyes, they lived, sang, and worked, filling the Truelands with beautiful creations of gold and silver and other precious things. 

It was in these days of glory that the Highlords, gods of Endul, took notice of the True-Men. It is well known that while the Highlords may be generous, they are not altogether kind, and they believe things of beauty should be theirs and not belong to mortals. It was because of this that when they saw the Truelands and the glorious things it held that they said amongst themselves, “Let us gather our armies and take this land from these True-Men, and send them to the base of these peaks which they live on that this beauty may be ours”. 

One Highlord, however, disagreed. He was the Demon-God Sekh, the lord of monsters and things which dwell in shadows. “Let us not merely cast them down to dwell in the lowlands,” he said, “Let us instead destroy them, that they will not return nor make more works such as these of which they are not worthy.” 

At this some of the Highlords turned, for Sekh’s tongue was sharp and his words entered into their minds. The others, however, were disturbed by Sekh’s bloodlust. They closed their ears to his sweet words and cunning acts, and cast him and his followers out of Gwendilir, the land of the Highlords. 

It was in the reign of Queen Vandai, daughter of Valarai, whose lineage beyond has been lost to time, that the armies of the Highlords came upon Ichanaie. The True-Men were unprepared for war (for no such thing had yet been invented), and they were quickly overtaken and cast down to the lowlands of Endul beneath the great peaks. There they came in contact with another group of men, the Deep-Men.

The Deep-Men were called such because they came from lands below the earth, not so near the roots of the land as the Deepwalkers, but still in tunnels that are untouched by cave-dwellers like the giant bats of the western systems and the dark spiders of the east. They arrived on the surface land long before the True-Men, after the Highlord of the Deep fell and their lands became infertile. Tunnels collapsed, leaving men dead or trapped beneath tons of stone. They began, in those days, the long trek up. Tunneling and navigating, until they reached the surface. There they built towns and cities of stone and earth, though never as magnificent as the lost lands below.

Next to the Deep-Men is where many of the True-Men set up their lands (though a small group, a party of only thirty or more, left into the mountains in an attempt to return to their lands). There, beside the lands of the Deep-Men they settled, building up a great wall around their capital, from which all the land round about could be seen. This they did to defend themselves, lest the Highlords come to end them once and for all.