The first writings about the Truths mention this unknown, unknowable age. Eons in which the world did not yet exist and prior to the creation of all forms of life and death. The counting of years started after the end of this age, when the peoples of Faerun began to civilize and keep track of their history.
The most lasting amongst the ages known to sentient beings. An age of conquest, expansion, discovery, and cultural and political ramification. This age ended with the passing of Ezreal El, he who most of all is, was, and always will be remembered in the fabric of life in Faerun.
In the shadowed realms of the multiverse, a Githyanki named Ezreal El emerged into existence. Born into a destiny etched in the stars, Ezreal’s journey began on the fourteenth day of the year 1464 D.R.
In the aftermath of his exile, Ezreal El found himself ensnared in the clutches of desperation and starvation. His once-proud Githyanki form, now emaciated and feeble, slouched in the gutters of society, abandoned by his own people.
Amidst the cobbled streets and flickering torchlight of Daggerford, Ezreal El found himself entangled in a tapestry of odd jobs and humble tasks. From the mundane to the peculiar—exterminating rats in cellars and carrying out various errands—the Githyanki exile embraced the eclectic nature of his newfound existence.
In the shadowed alleys of Daggerford, where cobblestones bore witness to the enigmatic dance between light and darkness, Ezreal El found solace in the company of an aasimar named Xanaphia
In the murky waters of political intrigue, Ezreal El’s river journey towards Stillwater unfolded, cutting through the dark currents like a phantom navigating the shadows.
In the shadowed tapestry of Ezreal El’s life, the discovery of the legendary Blackrazor within the Vizier’s Black Tower heralded a chapter of unparalleled power and perilous temptation. The legendary weapon, a relic steeped in dark history, beckoned with promises of dominion over the arcane and the martial.
In the wake of the infernal triumph at Arkhan’s Tower, Ezreal El ascended to new heights of power and influence, both in the political realms and the intricate tapestry of Daggerford’s social fabric.
As the echoes of Havel VanChal’s demise reverberated through the corridors of Black Helm Tower, Ezreal El, undeterred by the shadows that clung to the past, delved even deeper into the enigmatic realm of darkness.
As the sands of time continued their relentless descent, the year 1501 brought forth a pivotal moment in the intricate tapestry of Ezreal El’s journey. Auron, the apprentice who had once looked to Ezreal for guidance and mastery of the arcane, had reached a zenith of his own
In the veiled chambers of Black Helm Tower, where the echoes of arcane secrets reverberated through the arcane tapestries, Ezreal El found himself ensnared in a new chapter of his enigmatic journey.
In the annals of history, Daggerford stood as a testament to the ebb and flow of time, a tapestry woven with threads of prosperity, conflict, and arcane mystery. The town, nestled along the gentle curves of the Delimbiyr River, bore witness to the passage of generations and the shifting tides of political intrigue.
Mirithlen was her father’s initiate, and she witnessed his slow unraveling. Watching helplessly as he began sinking into his research, his looks changing and his voice hiding malicious tones
An important age for all subsequent era: The Old Tradition began to take hold and the knowledge of worlds was established as a foundation for arcane studies.
The Four Truths were then revealed to the world, along with Mirithlen’s testimony, a new tenet took shape in the loss of the greatest scholar of all. Thus, began the Second Age for the mortals of Faerun, in the years after Ezreal El.
Mirithlen transcribed her last will and testament to include instructions on her burial.
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The year was 582 A.E.
The year 582 A.E. marked a grim chapter in the annals of Faerun, as Haven, the city that rose from Daggerford’s ruins, faced an unforeseen catastrophe