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HISTORY OF THE LANDS OF BAVIDIRIAN

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The Lands of Bavidirian was once nothing more then a vast wild land scattered with occasional wild beasts. Eventually, 400,000 cyclones** later the first settlers known as pixies arrived to enter this unexplored part of the world. These small flying creatures no larger then a human’s hand have settled near a specific tree for its magic had drawn their attention. This ancient oak tree now called Brombear the Wise carries powerful magical properties. Pixies drew closer to the tree as it willingly shared its secrets on magic to them. Queen Silvernarion leader of the pixies based her people in the woods and promised an oath to not allow any to bring harm to the sacred tree. It is rumored that Brombear the Wise is the balance that allows no alignment to have more power then the other.

As time passed, many more races inhabitant the lands. High elves settled on the islands. Wood elves settled in the forests never to explore others. A human empire evolved expanding in various parts of the lands. Dwarves resided in the mountains looking for great riches. Hobbits built hill homes as they to never leave their shire. Gnomes entered in mass amounts to escape the turmoil’s and wars from their previous homelands. It is also rumored that in the deepest tunnels of the Dwanen Mountains live nasty creatures of the Undead or those that no one speak of called Demons.

The high elves were the first to explore the Sacred Woods of Silvernarion and made peace with the pixies. They eventually united and learned the magical properties the ancient tree offered, but only if they in return would also provide protection to the tree.

The first major war was when mystical beasts called harpies entered in mass amounts raiding on the eastern fronts of the lands. These beautiful shapeshifters who are a mixture of races have the ability to grow wings and fly seductively towards their victim to gain what is necessary for their survival. Since harpies can only bear female children they must find other races to mate in order to keep their kind alive. As they have immense beauty and the ability to extract a scent upon seducing their victim, they can hypnotize any male and make them helpless to fall under their spell. In the beginning this was not a problem, yet a hundred cyclones later many of the races began to get discouraged.

Council meetings were held inviting other races to form alliances to find a solution to the problem of the mass amount of harpies raiding their homelands. It was the humans who first created special academies for females to become warriors specialized in fighting these powerful shapeshifters. Only female races attended them for they were immune to the odd spells of harpies. The war was long and enduring as eventually the harpies gave up their conquest and retreated away from the lands. Harpies can occasionally still be witnessed, yet the possibility is rare.

This war was a big victory in the lands giving most of the credit to the humans who created these academies and to bring in a closer relation amongst other races. Dwarves, elves, and hobbits continued to enhance relations and formed an alliance to preserve order in the lands.

Only rumors were whispered about what could be boiling in the deepest parts of the earth. Occasionally dwarven adventurers dared to explore the caverns where hobgoblins and goblins, orcs, as of other various beasts dwelled. These vile creatures enjoy the dead world of darkness. Some say those who died of unnatural causes become part of the undead in the deepest parts of the mountains and that demons would entertain themselves with the continuous torturing these unlucky souls must endure.

It was not long when a mysterious wizard integrated himself with high elfin society and influenced a group of high elves to follow him into the caves where goblins and orcs lived. He promised wealth and power beyond imagination. The high elves disregarded the crazy wizard and told them the most powerful magic to exist lays in the Sacred Woods of Silvernarion. Discouraged at the humiliation the evil wizard summoned an army and tried to lay siege to the sacred woods. Pixies fought amongst the high elves with ferocity and had proven victory against the evil wizard known as Pythonian the Snake Lord. Brombear the Wise was scorched yet managed to survive the attacks and the balance of evil and good remains in place. Lord Pythonian disgusted retreated back to his cave where he still managed to bring a group of curious power seeking high elves to follow. They trained intensively with him and created academies both in combat and magic. They became powerful and grew into a community called the Dark Realm of Pythonian.

It took another 50,000 cyclones before their skin began to turn darker and their hair lighter. They have also acquired other useful traits such as receiving great night vision. They became aggressive in nature and favored the personalities of creatures who lived way before them in the underground. Their interests grew stronger in search for more knowledge in fighting skills and the dark arts of magic. Little did they know that Lord Pythonian was planning yet another war. With the defeat on surface, he decided to seek power to rule the underworld by conquering the demons that lived in the deepest parts of the mountains.

The day of reckoning had begun when Lord Pythonian gathered his forces to attack the demons and eliminate their existence forever, yet for some odd reason unknown in our history books, the evil lord disappeared. No one knows why or how it happened leaving the dark elves as of other loyal followers to wonder. The Demons however were awakened and they didn’t take the threat kindly. They united with the undead to fight those who opposed their dominion. The war was at a stalemate for over 1000 cyclones when eventually a demon of great powers emerged in the scene. The demon lord Mora’shi’tar managed to drive out everything out of the underground including their arch enemy dark elves that are now forced to now live amongst the surface dwellers. Today only a handful of dark elves survive in the Lands of Bavidirian and one is lucky to meet one if so.
Times have changed as now the once strong empire of the Alliance is under threat by powerful leaders who oppose their laws and seek ways to rule the lands. Can the Alliance prevent this unbalance or has their order come to an end?


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THE POWER OF THE DARK SCROLLS

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It is recorded by historians that the last dark elvin wizard managed to save the last of his kind with the knowledge of powerful scrolls. It is said that these scrolls have secret inscriptions powerful enough to even challenge a god if one ever decided to step foot onto the lands. The only problem is that they were created and only understood by Lord Pythonian himself who mysteriously disappeared on the day of reckoning. Nevertheless, the order of the dark elvin wizards decided to guard these sacred scrolls and to eventually decipher the meanings of them to gain access of how to use its powers. Unfortunately, time was against them as they continued to lose battles against the Undead and Morashi’tars demon hordes. Not only did they lose the battles but the very existence of their kind was at jeopardy. With only a handful of dark elves left the scrolls were in the hands of the last wizard named Torak’. He at a ripe age managed to decipher some of the scrolls and even used some of its powers to defeat the oncoming demon lords. Although one would think the tide of the war would shift for the dark elves, but they knew they were too few to regain their lost dominion. As the last war was fought, Torak the black wizard managed to ward off the demons and allow his people to escape towards the surface. Scorched and exhausted Torak’ step foot onto the surface to only witness that the dark scrolls exploded into his hands. Perhaps Lord Pythonian had cast a spell on them so they would never fall in the hands of a surface dwellers to gain its secrets. Afterall, Lord Pythonian’s defeat on surface gave him a scar to remember and his vengeance was clear to conquer the surface one day.
Historians do not know if the dark elvin wizard survived the blast, yet it is known that some of the scrolls survived. It is rumored a powerful wizard managed to counterspell Lord Pythonians destructive spell on the scrolls to save some of them. Today it is recorded that eleven of the dark scrolls are known to exist in the lands, each of which belongs to one of the six most powerful leaders dwelling in the Lands of Bavidirian.

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THE CAVE OF MORASHI’TAR

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*The Alliance vs The Demon Nation*

Demons and magicians exchange powerful spells as knights and demon servants exchange clashes using odd spiked weapons against hardened steel swords. Blood spill the grounds covering the once peaceful fields that farmers use to plow on. Massive armies try to breach through the many flanks of human,
dwarf and elfin resisters who have only small successes in each attempt. The
war continues on its 3rd Era as slowly the dark servants find a way to enter the
lands for the first time. The darkening clouds with occasional lightning show favor
for evil as many lives continue to fall.

A ripe and aged hardened faced man sits on his Pegasus in the background watches intently his men getting slaughtered by the stronger opponent. His
scars across his face show the many victories he has won serving his king’s
kingdom. His face changes slowly as he sees for the first time that his efforts are
stalling. A rider on a swift horse approaches and salutes his commander.

“You have sent for me my lord,” he says in a high pitched voice somewhat
shakened at the scenery of battle that the hill presents to him for the first time.

“Send messengers to warn our king that we need reinforcements immediately.
Also send more messengers to warn neighboring towns to prepare for attacks.
We will do whatever we can to give time for our king to assemble his men,” he
orders in a slow defeated tone.

“Yes my lord,” the messenger replies.

He turns his horse immediately and rides down the hill to gather more messengers to carry out the orders.

“My lord the high elvin magician’s are successful in keeping the ninth round of
demons inside the cave, yet the dwarven warriors are retreating at the right bay
of our flanks,” says a young man with blonde hair sitting on a horse.

“Send in our last round of knights to strengthen the dwarven warrior’s position,”
the lord replies. “I shall accompany them soon,” he finishes. The young knight
looks at his lord for a moment in shock then urges his horse to descend down the
hill to give out the orders.

The day of reckoning has come where hope is the only option against such a
magnificent force of evil. How many demon lords can there be he ponders, as he
sees another group of demon riders on floating horses avoid spells from high
elvin magicians. A triangular shaped portal appears a few feet away from the
huge cave as grotesque demon riders on flamed red bulls enter the surface for
the first time. Magic enshrouds them suddenly as two high elvin magicians battle
the nearest demon rider.

The lord unsheathes his glowing sword for the first time and raises it high into the
sky. Knights below cheer as their lone paladin hero begins to chant a war
message amongst his men. They soon join him singing at the top of their lungs.

The time has come to fight a war
the laughter ends as we push for more

a gash a gush is nothing to feel
a smash with rush is the way to deal

let them come the beasts and burdens
we shall win for the feasts for certain

Battle is upon us! Battle is upon us!
Rattle the fuss. Scatter the dust

One fight, two fight lets us use our might
Three fight, four fight and we will win the fight

“Hooray! Hooray to Lord Denonimas!” cheers the men as their leader urges his
pegasus to ride forward to enter battle.

Lord Denonimas continues to sing at the tops of his voice the same war rhythm
again gathering his last brigade of knights to fight an enemy that outnumbers his
chances.

The time has come to fight a war the
laughter ends as we push for more

a gash a gush is nothing to feel
a smash with rush is the way to deal………….

His men continue to sing with him and charge with jousts pointing at their nearest
gargoyles one of the many dark servants of the demon lords.

The Shadow Force

Emperor Zane has mastered many different elemental magical spells in his long life. So many in fact that he created a formula of transport allowing him to visit a different world of its own. A world that only souls roam. These souls better known as shadows cannot attain physical form unless the emperor takes a soul from a victim in the Lands of Bavidirian and integrates them with a shadow. Only then can a shadow take physical form. Some of his prized warriors include shadow knights and shadow warlords. With his on growing army he plans to conquer the Lands of Bavidirian. None will stand in his way as he is truly the emperor in the shadow lands and perhaps soon to be in these lands.

The Empire

The Empire is often confused with the Alliance. Although they work closely together the king seperates the two for the simple reason that he believes the lands of bavidirian is a nation meant for humans to live in, but to preserve the well being of the lands he understands that an alliance must be formed between those who agree on the principles of the laws he created for the lands. Many dwarven clans, hobbit shires, and elvin leaders share unity to preserve the peace in the lands. The empires worst enemies are the pirates of the white hand and the shadow force.

The Pirates of the White Hand

Ratface has an old grudge for the wealth and power of the Empire. He is one of the most feared pirates to roam the waters. With his huge fleet of war frigates and skilled men he will do everything to challenge the Empire. Ratface has a secret island where he hides his goods and lives. None know of its whereabouts.

These three nations are part of the 40 quest adventures that you will experience. Your nation works for or against them to simply earn additional gold or spell cards. May you survive these quests as all three can never be underestimated at any time!