This took me ages! And I mean ages! The time alone working on the timeline and jiggling things around to get it all working together was horrendous! But here it s anyway! I hope you enjoy....*drum roll please* The Wonderful Story of EverQuest In the beginning, all that existed was void. Empty of all, whether it be time or space. A vast and endless nothingness cloaked in a deep and all consuming silence. Within this void existed “The Nameless”, a power so incredible that in the entire universe, it knew only itself to exist. It had no idea why it was there, just that that it was. In the quiet expanse of the void, it sent itself out and searched the void to find something different. And there it was, a pocket of space and therein lay the flow of time. When The Nameless stepped into the space, something terrible but wonderful, something terrifying but exciting happened. It detected the elements of space and time. The Nameless, knowing nothing of these things, freed what was in there so it could spread out in all directions, filling the space that had been empty for so long with a force that had no boundaries. Forces touched each other and the emptiness filled with swirling energies, light and heat touched emptiness. Energies collided and crashed, were born and died and became new and different… none of those having been seen ever before started to form planets that differed in size and structure. Also created were stars to watch over this new creation. But the whole chaos needed order, shaping and fine touch. And so the Nameless created The Gods of Power . In ages past the planet of Norrath was lifeless when the goddess of the dragons, Veeshan, descended upon this world and made her mark on the planet - depositing her brood in the icy lands of Velious. For years the dragons ruled over the skies and land until the other Gods of the Pantheon became aware of the planet. Brell Serillis, God of the Underfoot seeded the belly of norrath with all manner of strange and wondrous creatures and then approached the other gods to create a pact. Tunare the God of Nature, Prexus the Oceanlord and Rallos Zek the God of War were all there and all agreed save Rallos. The planet would be divided up between these beings of power for the purpose of keeping the Dragon Wurmqueen in check. Each would create a race of beings to watch over Norrath and keep a vigilant eye on the schemes of Dragonkind. Brell claimed the bowels of the planet and created the Dwarves, stout and strong, deep beneath the mountains of Norrath. In the abysmal depths of the oceans Prexus left his children, the Kedge, hearty aquatic beings of great mental power and stamina. And on the surface of Norrath did Tunare create the Elves, creatures of limitless grace and beauty, and Rallos Zek the Giants, fierce and formidable beings, intent upon the defense of their lands. It was inevitable that such energies involved in seeding planets with life would attract even more of the gods. An ancient race did spring forth from the will of an unknown god. They were a cunning and powerful race of beings, able to survive in a harsh world ruled by the scaled children of Veeshan. The Xulous did build upon the lands that would become Tunaria a great necropolis to house their dead kings. The crypts of the necropolis were fashioned from preserved remains of slain dragons and it was called Lxanvon, which means in the tongue of The Xulous, ‘Kings Rest’. Centuries past and the other gods by now had deposited their proto creatures among the world. Some kept to themselves and others engaged directly against the dragons. It was in this time that the Goddess Anashti’Sul, ruler of the Plane of Health and enemy of Xul’Varien the God of disease, in her wisdom decided to cure the ailments of death forever and granted the gift of eternal unlife to the creatures of norrath. Creating the Ewer of Sul’Dae a magical device that could grant this gift – it was a total disaster – and for the first time undead roamed the world of norrath. Despite her good intentions the other gods seized Anashti’Sul and banished her to the Void for her crimes. Sometime later, the Elves, deposited on norrath by Tunare the goddess of nature, had built a glorious empire spanning the landmass to legendary places such as High Elven city of Fayspire and the Wood Elf city of Telethin. They named the land Tunaria in her honour. From their seat of power in Takish’Hiz in the Elddar forest the elves enjoyed good relations with most other races and their strength in battle, power over magic both arcane and divine was legendary. It was not until the Elves would discover the lost shrine of Anashti’Sul, the ancient Fountain of Life and home of the fabled Ewer of Sul’Dae would the first real threat to the elves come about. Some had abandoned Tunare and began to follow this ancient god of health and created a grand city they named Ahket Aken where the worshipers lived in hopes Anashti’Sul would grant them eternal immortality. However, deep in the shadows, the dark lord Innoruuk, God of Hate watched over this splintered race of Elves – and in his seething hatred for Tunares Creation used the power of the Ewer of Sul’Dae to create his own race of evil he named the Ydal, he took them to the Plane of Hate were they lived for an age until a fatal flaw in his creations was made evident. Though his creatures were immortal, they were cursed by their lust for blood, a side effect of the mixing of Innoruuk’s blood with the Ewer of Sul’Dae. One of these Ydal was known as Mayong Mistmoore.