Concerned with the growing power of the empire of Miranda the barons of the plains banded together to protect themselve of the Mirandan magisters and their legions. as they came north into the lands of the Barons and the sacred grounds of the Mytos the Barons connected to the Mythos through friendship trade and understanding pleaded with the Mother for aide, the magics of the Mirandans was to strong and they weaved a terrible path through the land draining the life force of Mythos and Human alike. The war grew desperate as the Mirandas wiped the barons from the earth. the fires of war now raged with Pelya the anceint capitol of the Mythos, as those remaining loyal to the Barons and the might of the Mythos fought desperatly to halt the Miranda Empire.
In an act of deperation as the last of the Barons held the Mirandans at bay the Mother summoned the magics of the gods and tore the use of the arcane from the hands of the realms of men, promising those of the barons that had fought so hard with the mythos that their decendents would inherate the traits of the mythos once the world had healed from the damage the mirandans had done. and thus ended the war of the Barons and the reign of the Mirandas. A great dome was cast to protect Pelya and the remaining men of the Barons union as the retreated to let the world heal waiting for the time they could return and live in harmony once again.
The magisters last act of cruelty was to curse the dead of the world that they had taken to an eternal servatude to them, those outside the domes who survived would face the terror of the Magisters, raids at night on settlements, twisting animals and people, mythos and fae alike. Help from the domes comes in the form of the knights of the word, Mythos and Humans blessed with the words of the mother and her promise but there is only some much they can do but slowly the world heals with every Magister hunted down and banished hope becomes a real light in the dark as the mother and the Mythos's return approach.
With each victory of the Mythos and the emerging decendents of the Barons the last vestage of the Mirandan empire is being washed away the ground work being layed for a new age as the Mother of the Mythos is set to return a feeling of celebration has started to wash over the domes and even the people of the settlements has come to the domes in preperations for the return of the way that it was in the times of peace. magic flows in the air as her return is close.
With the return of the mother so close, first of the awakend mythos traveled to the far northern realm of Meridian, no one had seen or heard from the kingdoms that guarded the north since the war of the Barons, it had been 200 hundred years since the end of the war with Miranda and even the great Slyphan kigdom of the crystel mountains had never been heard of. As the mythos reached the once great halls of their airborn kin they found nothing but slaughter , the remains of the dead Slyph King and his court, the burned remains of his kingdom and its people lay around them, and from his seat in the crystal palace the mythos could see the expanse of the great northern land, smoke and fire rising from all around in a sight of pure terror for the ones that had only grown up fighting the remaining magisters and their undead. It is here that our story begins, in the burning frozen wastelands of the north where there is nothing but war.