The Eon of Horror
(Mostly the End Thereof)
History has shown that relatively few things can truly crush humanity’s spirit. Right up there is aboleths, the horrific monsters that for thousands of years ruled the supercontinent of Migea. Little is still known of that terrible time when humans and hobgoblins were forced to kneel before the throne-pools of those terrors, their skum servants, and the factotums they had created to keep humanity in line.
With the appearance of the dragons from unknown quarters, there was finally a force on Migea that could match the aboleths for sheer power. The first few dragons to arrive carved out a significant territory and the promise of a place where the local superpowered monster didn’t transform humans into skum on a whim attracted many humans and hobgoblins – those who could break away from their aboleth masters, anyway. As the numbers of dragons and free men increased, they began to cleanse the surface of the oppressive tentacle beasts. Given only a few decades, the aboleths proved unable to adapt to their new enemies and were forced to steadily give up territory until they were driven into the massive cavern systems known as the Belomig.
This stymied the dragons, who were far more hindered by operating underground than the nefarious aboleths. Not a few of humanity’s saviors were trapped and destroyed in narrow tunnels where they were unable to bring their full fury down on the heads on the aboleth’s servitors. The caverns near the surface became a no-man’s-land as neither force could make headway into the enemy’s territory. Over the next several hundred years, the dragons began to teach magic to select humans and hobs while amassing an army never seen before by Migea.
When their army was ready, the dragons enacted their daring plan. The armies pushed into the Belomig, the dragon-trained sorcerers engaging the aboleths and their factotums while elite troops on both sides clashed in melee. On the surface, the dragons performed a magical ritual beyond the scope of anything seen before or since, which led to the fracturing of the very land as the aboleths were distracted and unable to respond in force. As the ground split and slid across the surface of the planet into the eye-like formation we know today, the combatants in the Belomig were sealed into their caverns. The eldest dragons pronounced the surface world safe despite the rending of the landscape and loss of their armies, ascending to the heavens. In their stead they left their children and those of the aboleths’ factotums who preferred submission to the dragons to destruction as demigods to watch over the people of Migea as they rebuilt.
It was only many, many years later that it would be discovered some underground had survived the great cataclysm. Twisted by the dying curses of the aboleths or the raw magic seething in the planet’s core, the children of these survivors eventually came into the light out of mines and caverns. Thus emerged into the world many new races, chief among them the cunning gnomes, ruthless dwarfs, and savage elves.
The Millenium of the Demons
The sudden appearance of these “cavelings” put the humans and hobgoblins of the surface on edge, especially the way a vocal number demanded remuneration for their ancestors being abandoned underground. When elves and gnomes revealed they had powers inborn like those of humanity’s ancient enemies, frustration and fear combined into violence. The only thing that prevented an all-out war between the mundanes and fey was the appearance of the demons.
The first to come to Migea was Alarizix, who claimed the Spire of the Northwest as his own and set himself up as prince of the pocket dimension contained therein.