-Lyca'nae Verd Solia - The God of Fire The first Child of the great godly essence called Cedes in Solian language; he is the eldest of all Holy Spirits, the “Synthe”. He is the only one who has seen the universe within the creation of it. Cedes, at the very first times of the creation, forged the Tyramàl Endùri[1] within the ancient flames of eternity and shaped it, then Lyca’nae, the Firelord, was created when the planet was fully shaped. At first, there was nothing but endless redlands with many volcanoes and lava seas, as told in the Lyca’naian Chronicles, the holy inscription that is claimed to be sent by Lyca’nae himself to his former Golden Shadows[2].
Later, as the flames of the land faded by time, the land soothed eventually. Lyca’nae watched and searched for another living spirit for such a long time, but found none. The land was getting colder every century, which was not any different than a simple minute to the Firelord; he feared the loss of the entire fire in these lands. He kept a small amount of fire and protected it in a cave. There, he named this flame, Flame Eternal, as he decided to keep this fire to be the origin of every light ever shines.
However, as the lone Firelord figured out later, this desolate and endless badland must have a livelier destiny, a reason of creation. He thought on these issues for such a long time, without doing anything else. Shortly after, a silhouette of Cedes appeared to him. With this unexpected visit, Lyca’nae had fear and excitement.
Cedes spoke: “Lyca’nae, you have suffered the everlasting torture of the Creation; though you have survived the entire process as I have already foreseen. Now, as it is obvious to you, the land has calmed down and awaits its destiny to be fulfilled. I have created the Time, Hope, Strength and Wisdom; but I will not be the one who gives body to them. I will start my endless journey now – I have done what I should have done and now I leave. Use Wisdom to figure out what you may need, Strength to work with, Time to work through; and Hope, to rely on. You shall control the Fire, the basic element of this realm; you shall own it, rule it, use it and also serve it. I will be so far away that you shall not ever imagine; but I will gaze upon and I may return at the dawn of destruction.”
Then, Cedes disappeared suddenly. Lyca’nae, with his Flame Eternal, was left alone again. Then as he was spoken, he decided to figure out his powers to create the advanced forms of his Fire. First, he thought of another element that he might make the land livable. Thus, he created the Fertility, in another name, the Nature’s Spirit. He gladly observed the conversion of the deadlands into fertile fields, all the flowers and trees, a fresh air and surprisingly, animals. The first animal that Lyca’nae noticed was a deer, a brown one with strong legs and body. Then, a blinding flash of life appeared from the ground, a deep, light green light that filled Lyca’nae with pleasure and healthiness. From the ground, a beautiful silhouette of a woman appeared; she had long green hair made of shiny grass and peaceblooms, clovers and various other flowers. She also had green eyes but a pink skin; she had a serious impression on her face as Lyca’nae first had the chance to see it. She slowly opened her eyes and gazed up to the sky, then took a deep breath. She looked down to Lyca’nae with a pleasure smile on her face, as Lyca’nae returned her a questioning gaze.
She spoke, as she kept this pleasant impression on her face: “You must be the creator of this wonder, Glorious One. The fertility of this land has created me, the angry and sleeping lands and your life-giving Fire had me born. Now as you are my Creator, I shall serve you, control the balance of this land and keep it in peace. I shall not let anything harm it and keep your creation as it is mine. What shall I call myself, I do not know. Name me, and I will be honored.”
Lyca’nae was amused and felt joyful as the beautiful woman spoke. The overwhelming feeling he had towards her shook the land, but not in a harmful way, this was how the land met the Spirit of “Love”. Love wandered, the wise men speak, and the ones who are considered to be lucky meet with the Spirit are told to be in love. Curse it could be, they say, or the most precious gift.
Lyca’nae spoke: “I am the Creator of this realm. By the One, Cedes, I have been made and sent here; suffered many things and saw the land from the very first times of its creation. The burning land calmed down in time, and I was told to create and make this land ready for its destiny. Thus I created you, but I was not aiming to create such a beauty beyond the fertility and balance of this land. Now, I have been honored with your presence, and I shall name you Iara Enàa, the Motherland, the Mistress of Nature and Fertility. Now, hear your name and remember it.”
Then, Iara Enàa repeated her name, afterwards with the green and white rays of light, again turned back to the land and became a part of it.
The following times, Lyca’nae thought that he accomplished setting the balance of the nature. However, as the time passed, he realized that the land is losing its fertility, green trees and colorful flowers fade to yellow and orange colors. He, however, could not give a meaning to this – until Iara Enàa again appeared to him. She, with a sorrowful face and an ill attitude, looked at Lyca’nae and said: “The Creator; you see, the land is again fading to death. I am losing all my sons and daughters – animals are suffering and dying, although they find food, they lack something else. This entire Greenland is not enough to carry on; we need a source of life!” Then, with the pain and agony she is suffering, Iara Enàa started to cry.
It was a miracle; her tears aided the dying land as Lyca’nae realized that momentarily. She cried for ages; until her tears reached to the edge of the realm. Seas were filled, lakes appeared, and rivers started to flow.
“Ah, sweet Motherland; you have found what this land needed from the beginning, the source of life! Your tears are Life, the Needed, the source of everything! I was mistaken, my beloved Creation; I was mistaken when I thought Fire was the source of everything, but your tears proved me wrong! Your tears were strong enough to beat the Fire; and the land consumed the water and absorbed the life in it; and Fire burned down the greenness, you have placed the missing peace of this balance of nature!”
Motherland felt warmth in her with the flattering words of Lyca’nae Verd. She dismissed the sorrow from her heart and welcomed happiness as her tears filled the oceans. She cried and cried; until the land entirely flooded. She washed away all the corruption and death, and filled the entire planet with water eventually. Only four rocks, like spears growing from the Seas, remained on the surface. Winds followed the flood – typhoons and storms blew for many, many centuries.
The winds and angry seas carved and gave shape to the rocks. Four humanoid statues were shaped by the sea eventually, nearly after seven millennia. This was when Cedes made his unexpected return.
His voice, says Lyca’naian Chronicles, echoed the skies of stormy planet; “At last! You have accomplished your objective, my children! Now, this land shall be remade once and for all, and life shall be granted to the denizens of it. These rocks I shall grant the very first life on this planet, and name them Cedeili. I shall give them durability as rocks they were carved from, but also an intelligence to survive. May the destiny show them what to live for. Lyca’nae, hear my words.”
“I have heard,” said Lyca’nae Verd, as the second echo filling the stormy skies. “I shall overlook the Cedeili on your behalf, the One.”
“The lands you shall create will consist of several of territories,” assured Cedes. “I shall not give you and your beloved Motherland all the responsibility, so I will give you assistants to aid you.
Dathias shall be your sister, and shall rule the desolate, yellow and sandy realms.
Zethor shall be your brother, and shall rule the rain pouring down to your realms to grant fertility.
Marvyll shall be your daughter, along with the Motherland, and Motherland shall give birth to her soon. She shall rule the Xyor’s light; let the giant bolt of flame to give life and heat to your planet.
Lonos shall be your son, along with the Motherland, and Motherland shall give birth to him soon. He shall represent might and courage that exists on your realms. May he create the races of might and wisdom.
Xequ shall be embraced by the nature herself and represent everything unknown.
Waldainar shall be your brother, ruling the Cold.
Draelia shall be your sister, ruling the Air.
Kilrug shall be your brother, the Motherland, and aid you as you rule the Seas.
Brelldar shall be your brother, the Motherland, and rule the instinct of battling, the warfare. He shall be the god of Winning and Losing.
Hyxaia shall be your sister, the Motherland, and represent the equity, equality and justice among your people.
Ywolo shall be your brother, the Motherland, and rule the spirits of the Dead.
Dol’Sharoc shall be your twin, Lyca’nae Verd, and represent the Night, when the Flames of Xyor are not around.”
Cedes gave the rocks life, and vanished once again. This was the last time he ever appeared. As the humanoid rocks were slowly opening their eyes, by the command of Lyca’nae Verd and efforts of the Motherland, the first land started to rise: The Echiott Island. All was shaped: as it appeared, all life seemed to be already there. Lyca’nae Verd led the humanoids to the Dimension of the Synthe to let the Motherland shapen the land completely.
Lyca’nae named the male humanoids Xu, and Xili was the name for the female; two of them were seen to be male and the other two were female. Lyca’nae granted the bodily strength to Xu to protect Xili, and made Xili relatively more intelligent to overlook Xu. They formed a harmony that way, as if they were a whole together.
Shortly after, as the land was shaped by the Motherland, Lyca’nae sent the four Cedeili to Echiott Island, today’s Ossax. The Firelord, along with the Motherland, watched Cedeili to breed. Lyca’nae also created other humanoids whom he called Fugeili; they looked like Cedeili but not as holy as the ones created by Cedes himself. Fugeili were also sent down to Echiott to live under the Cedeili.
In several centuries, Cedeili formed an ancient government where the Fugeili lived under their rule. An Aristocratic rule it was; with no king but a Council of Nobles where the Cedeili were represented. The Cedeili called their state Rymbrekh, located at today's Nin Rivien Valley.
Cedeili built temples and places of worship in the name of Cedes and Lyca’nae Verd, they built glorious cities, bridges, statues. They achieved a great technology shortly after with the holy gifts granted to them by Cedes. They, by the alleged influence of Xequ, started to practice magic. They enchanted their cities by magic and used for the good of their people. They never battled with weapons and armor of steel; however, the competed within their kingdom. They organized competitions, races and they practiced gymnastics.
By the end of the second millennia, Cedeili refused to breed anymore, and they vanished after another two or three centuries; leaving their country to the breeding Fugeili eventually. This was when the Fugeili left the Aristocratic government and formed the kingships, overthrowing the few Cedeili still striving to rule. Unfortunately, Fugeili could not carry on the heritage of Cedeili’s almost flawless rule – they slowly got separated. Countless changes occurred in many millennia. Eventually, a man called Njarno Fen’jar united all the separated tribes under a banner and formed the nomadic rule of Wunj-Wendalama’rean (or as referred to in other several sources, Wunj-Wenda) in 62,000 Pythian Calendar. Not long after, the tribe developed Fugeilan letters and the primitive version of the Solian common tongue used widespread in Io'wathen today (or Wendan, as it was called at the day). Thus, this is stands as a significant importance in the history of Eila. The tribe lived in Nin-thu and Ossax and rarely traveled South of Akaramedia’s whereabouts. The tribe worshipped Lyca’nae Verd as he granted live to the current and living Eila. Many did not even know of Cedes other than the Cedeilian inscriptions in ancient temples.
Cedeili, to add, did use a way of communication and calculations and scribed them; however it was the Fugeili who formed the first systematic alphabet with the guidance of those inscriptions. - Good (Ardsynth of the Council)
-Letha Jalèen The Goddess of Nature and Fertility, Nature’s Spirit and the “Motherland”; “Iara Enàa” Look above for the information concerning the Motherland. – Good (Member of the Council)
-Dathias Umbrys - The Goddess of Deserts Sister of Lyca’nae Verd, Dathias was created by Cedes during his second visit to the Planet as he created the Eila race. Cedes had foreseen the soon-to-be created deserts in the new realms and thus did not desire to forsake these remote lands, Dathias was created to rule and oversee these desolate lands and the races living on them. She, however, never got to agree with his elder brother and their known clashes are even told in the legends of the Spirits. Like his other brother, Zethor, Dathias agreed that Lyca’nae was full of flaws to be the Ardsynth.
Dathias did not have many devout worshippers until the breakdown of Wunj-Wendalama’rean. After the accusation of Dol’sharoc to be a betrayer to the Council and imprisonment he has been sentenced by the majority of the Spirit Council, Dol'Sharoc's siblings and pupils Zethor and Dathias were furious at Lyca'nae Verd as the mastermind of Dol'Sharoc's conviction. Thus, they swore for revenge and started to plant separatist thoughts among the people of Wunj-Wenda. As Zethor encouraged the Dol’sharen (then-called Khara-Vallen) and Dythos Clans to break free to establish their own government, Dathias was the one who encouraged the Umbrys Clan. When the Night-worshipping Khara-Vallen renamed themselves as Dol’sharen and accepted Zethor as their second god after Dol’Sharoc the Nightlord, Dythos considered Zethor to be their main Spirit. Dathias, on the other hand, became the main Spirit for the nomadic Umbrys Clan. After the long-lasting and dramatic wars among the Clans under Wunj-Wenda banner, with the guidance of their Synthe, Umbrys Clan immigrated to the southern Echiott deserts, with half of its population perished either in the battle or on the way south.
She is known for his vile nature and merciless wrath. - Neutral/Evil (Member of the Council)
-Zethor “Margorium” Dytheria - The God of Rain Brother of Lyca’nae Verd, Zethor was created during Cedes’ second visit to the planet. Along with many of other Spirits, he was also created by Cedes during the creation of Eila race. He was assigned to rule the rains and fertility and to aid the Motherland; but he turned out to be a rebel instead of an assistant to her.
From his very creation, Zethor was trained by Dol’sharoc the Nightlord, in any way possible. He learned how to master the rain, how to use it properly; but when Dol’sharoc turned against the Council and risked the presence of the Council with his reckless acts, he was left without his instructor. Dol’sharoc, with his godly skills of encouragement, easily managed to turn Zethor against Lyca’nae Verd easily before he was imprisoned. Zethor swore to avenge Dol’sharoc, and grew with such a desire for revenge all these millennia. Along with his sister Dathias, he is known to provoke several Clans to break free of Lyca’nae Verd’s worship and establish their own governments as separate Clans. Expectedly, they had rebelled against Wunj-Wendalama’rean’s dominance and started to war against them; but they eventually lost the war. The three main rebel Clans were exiled; when Umbrys was sent to south; Dythos and Dol’sharen were sent to the north and Lyca’nae Verd demanded Zethor to create his own realm for his exiled people. So he did; created the Island of Dytheria (or Lemnor Daàl'eila; the Land of the Exiled Eila), of Dythos and Dol’sharen Clans. These two clans mixed in time on this third biggest island of Io’wathen continent.
He has a fierce character, rarely speaking within the Outer Dimension; he is known for his silent but effective interventions to the governance of Lyca’nae Verd as the Ardsynth. - Neutral/Evil (Member of the Council)
-Marvyll Vinyll Dengraid Wundh - The Goddess of Xyor The daughter of the Firelord and the Motherland, Marvyll proved to be a great synthesis of the two ascendant Spirits. She has a soothing influence over her people, the Matriarchal Wundhal Clan, as they built their cities within the forest of Wundh after the breakdown of Wunj-Wenda.
Marvyll Dengraid was trained by his mother, the Motherland, with the guidance of his father, Lyca’nae Verd. She was trained to watch over the source of all life, Xyor the Lifegiver, the giant star at the center of Xyori System. She has an instinctual respect and embrace for all nature, thus before Gosto He’uch’s arrival, she was also responsible for nature and forests. She is merciful, but she always believed in the dominance and superiority of female kind, therefore influenced her worshippers the way she believed. Most probably, the only male she respected like she respected a woman is Lyca’nae Verd.
When the Wunj-Wendalama’rean scattered, the woman-dominated Eila Clan called Wundhal also demanded to determine their own destiny. With an agreement signed between Wundhal and the dominant Rivandae and Kalbarach Clans in order to assure the alliance, Wundhal Clan was permitted to leave Northern Echiott to Wundh Island (then called Borllyndàr). Wundh Island is the second biggest island in Io’wathen continent. For many decades Wundhal Clan fought against the nordic native tribes of Borllyndàr, but eventually they had established a matriarchal empire there. - Good (Member of the Council)
-Gosto He’uch Fyllaen - The Demi-god of Nature and Forests Gosto He’uch is the only Demi-god who have been granted the Synthe status after his birth. He was born an elùdor in Eru’wathen (or Elùdaur in elùdae language), as the son of a chief-general of Glistar family. His family was accused with alienation and treason to the elùdor nation; which led to a collective hatred of other elùdor families towards them. Elùdor race is known to exclude the ones who are different in terms of bloodline, with their obsession of the pure blood. Glistar was a welcoming family with no such cares, yet it cost them a lot.
As the ruling family of the Elùdor capital, Bloodspill[3] City, Chetrach was primarily concerned about the behavior of this wild, ignoble family inhabiting the Glisto Island off-shore Mid-southern Elùdaur. Shortly after their diplomatic contacts with other pureblood elùdor families, Chetrach sentenced Glistar to be eradicated entirely. With the fear of death of his family, Glistar evacuated Glisto, and sailed away from Elùdaur to the west. Gosto He’uch Glistar was the chief-general at the time.
They sailed for over two years and wandered along the deep waters of Io-Sath, discovered new landscapes and small islands. No elùdor dared to sail this far, Gosto knew that, but instead of being subject to a genocide, he knew he’d rather drown in this endless ocean. At a time when he lost his hope, he named his people feì-lela elùdae, meaning “the Sea-wanderers of Elùdor” in their native tongue. In time, the name descended into the word fylla.
After the second year at the sea, when their stocks and outer resources where they gathered from the unknown islands on the way almost ran out, fylla reached the biggest land they have ever seen in two years. They started the journey with thousands of survivors in about sixty ships, and when they landed on Lonnach shores in Altor region, southern Kith’lath, there were only five hundred fyllae left.
Gosto was craving to discover this unknown land, so he expanded his discovery squads as fast as possible. Native kheronae were not pleased to see these oversea strangers, yet they reacted wildly – the first war that fyllae engaged was against the kheronae. Fyllae, as denizens of Eru’wathen, a place of relatively advanced technology, overcame the tribal kheronae forces.
Gosto ordered not to offend any of the local races anymore, with the awareness of their unjust interruption to these natives. However, the defeated kheronae were utterly repelled and scared, and the retreated to the mountains, along with other tribal races. Many were convinced that this green-skinned, tall yet elegant race was a curse by the Gods.
Gosto felt the guilt; thus he wanted to negotiate and communicate with those who he scared off to the hills overlooking the bay. He sent ambassadors, he sent food and resources – and the peaceful kheronae accepted, with the exception of several proud tribes. Fyllae quickly gathered a place among these tribes, and welcomed the kheronae back to the bay. Kheronae let the fylla build a city at the bay shores; likewise, they built a city they called Syera to the southeastern coast of Lonnach Bay, and constructed a tall and huge tower in the middle of the city. This was the first-ever remarkable monument that the fyllae ever erected in Io’wathen.
Gosto He’uch, at the sixth year of their new homeland, was interrupted in his sleep. He saw a vision – or maybe it was barely a dream. Lyca’nae Verd appeared to the chief-general of this new race.
“Heed my call, the leader of this unknown race! Why have you come, why are you here, what had caused you to refuse Cedes’ will and the destiny he had determined for you?” said Lyca’nae Verd, with fury in his eyes.
Gosto kept his calmness, and replied Lyca’nae Verd: “What Cedes the One determined for us was to live for a worthy cause, Great Firelord, it was not staying at our homeland when others of our kin swore to kill us all. We, as the fyllae, believe in the eternity of his will, yet including you Great Synthe; no one shall and would overcome his will. There is no possible way for it, since he had not created one.
We have been forced to this exile by our obsessed kin and we sailed far west. We have found ourselves here at the rich coasts of Io’wathen. Thus, I, Gosto He’uch of Glistar, beg you with all the other Synthe witnessing my words, to accept us among the races of this realm.”
Zethor arrived in the vision. When Lyca’nae Verd’s face lost its tension as he heard the words of Gosto He’uch, Zethor seemed furious.
“Unacceptable! You fyllae do not belong to these lands! Your green skin separates you from all other surface and under land races, you shall never be accepted among the races of Io’wathen!” yelled Zethor.
Lyca’nae Verd silenced Zethor, glaring at the arrogance of his younger brother.
“My words were to test you, chief-general Gosto. You were tested, for I was informed of your arrival. For such a long time, by myself and my agents, you have been followed and watched over, and I had doubts about your loyalty to Cedes. Your race has a bad reputation, but you fyllae are the bright side of your shameful kin. The pureness of your words and your heart washed away my doubts. If you ever lied, I assure you, I’d know.
Gosto He’uch of Glistar, you have earned my love and respect. Your cry will not be in vain, as long as you and your kin manage to live accordingly with other races, you are accepted within Io’wathen. I demand you to hold your fyllae together and keep them united.
And you,” carried on the Firelord, “for the sake of preservation of your nation and race, and for them to be represented within the Synthe Council, I grant you the powers of a Spirit, a Demi-god – and bless you.”
Gosto He’uch passed the chief-general rank to one of his officers, Erras Scharnach, and left for the Outer Dimension.
For many decades, fyllae lived in Altor and surrounding areas, but many desired to live within the woods. Some travelled to north and midlands, the ones traveled north found the biggest fyllian city, N’ya, to the southeast of Solian capital, now-called Rolinbragh. Fylla race made good and strong relations with the Eila race over centuries and proved themselves as valuable allies to the humankind. - Good (Member of the Council.)
-Lonos Kheronalloc Kheronaer - The God of Might and Wisdom Also known as the Giant King, Lonos is a symbol of might and wisdom to the people of Io’wathen. Lyca’naian Chronicles illustrate him as the largest Spirit in material form, with a horned helm, red glowing eyes and a long, straight hair. He carries his large mace, called Shyr. He is the Warden of the Outer Dimension and the guardian of Synthe Council.
A proud Synthe with an iron will, Lonos was strictly trained by his father, Lyca’nae Verd, during his apprenticeship. He is so different from his sister, Marvyll, Lonos likes to show off – he prefers to be in the center of attention – even among the Synthe. Thus, Lonos is a Synthe with most temples built in his name by his creations – the kheronae and the enaer.
When he was created by Cedes and afterwards given birth by his mother, the Motherland, his father trained him in the ways of might, wisdom and constitution. Lyca’nae Verd assigned him to create a race, a race with a strong sense of justice and courage, as well as wisdom. So he did – he created the kheronae. However, since it is still unknown to the races of Io’wathen including kheronae themselves, no one precisely knows where the first kheronae were sent. Some say Wultan, and some say to the southernmost cape of Echiott, Kheros Thûn, as it is called now. In any case, both of those realms are inhabited by the kheronae with different characteristics.
Even though he completed the creation, he also desired to create another race. Enaer, he named it, and created as the descendants of the kheronae – they were just as the kheronae, wise as the kheronae, but they were and are known to be naive and extremely peaceful - however they know a lot about warfare, they have never shown any aggression towards any other race without an open threat. He created this race as masters of Mountains, designed them as mine diggers and gave them an endless curiosity and a sophisticated knowledge about agriculture and architecture.
Enaer were sent to Dul Margorath, and first tribes lived there in peace, yet neither kheronae nor the enaer of Dul Margorath knew what competition is. They were peaceful and did not engage a war for many centuries, however, a need to protect themselves urged in time as the countless descended races surrounding the area started to threaten their presence. Eventually, after many centuries, Eila of Lotu’sa arrived in Dul Margorath. Enaer, strong as naive, terribly smashed the scattered forces of Eila, and preserved their presence in Dul Margorath. However, many enaer were unaware of other races, and with this unexpected and unpleasant visit of the Eila, they wondered what lied beyond the mountains of Dul Margorath. Several tribes traveled north, some traveled south, and other than a few Clans, Dul Margorath lost a serious population as the immigrants left.
Lonos urged the enaer to build temples in his name, and enaer did so; this is another reason why enaer are professionals when it comes to architecture. The Bridge of the Kings, north of Jedh, or Klingondagos built in the name of Lonos and Brelldar are only two significant instances of their talents. Lonos managed to force his creations slowly but properly; yet Lyca’nae Verd was pleasant with the consequences. Kheronae and enaer were just, wise and courageous; just like Lonos was asked. Shortly after, they got accepted as the races of Io’wathen. Kheron codes are still used, even by Eila, as recognized law system.
Lonos is stubborn, proud and sometimes arrogant: his clashes and opposing attitude towards several decisions that the Council had made are known. - Neutral/Good (Member of the Council.)
-Xequ Lullu - The God of all Mysteries Neither Xequ, nor the reason it was created is known. The only source and evidence of its presence is the existence (other than several writings from Rymbekh) of the mysterious race called Lullu to the northern Dyron, Wundh Island; it is as well mentioned in the Lyca’naian Chronicles, thus this is how the Io’wathen races know its name. Lullu are known to sacrifice themselves in the name of Xequ, in certain times during the nìen years. Wundh people are to see these lantern-like lights flying towards the sky and slowly disappearing, and presuming them to be the Lullu people themselves. Their soaked, swamp-like homeland is not accessible, yet the Wundhian Queendom strictly forbids the access to the area due to prevent the interruption of these mysterious but wondrous creatures’ rituals and daily lives.
Xequ is rumored to be the reason everything miraculous, everything wondrous, surprising and also unknown; as the God of all Mysteries, many scholars think that it should’ve been a mystery itself as it is now. Many are encouraged that Xequ shall and should remain a mystery, yet otherwise that would be against the will of Cedes. - Neutral (Presumed)
-Waldainar Ice Lands - The God of Ice Waldainar, according to the Lyca’naian Chronicles, ‘sits atop of the world’. Most likely, as it is also accepted by many of the famous scholars and poets of Io’wathen, Waldainar is considered to be in Olthoborhen when in his material form. When the well-known Fugeili Kingdom of Ioa collapsed, the Caurosian tribe first travelled to Northern Ossax, and then sailed north – until they reached the frozen lands. Many of the Fugeili perished due to harsh weather conditions, but many carried on living nonetheless. They named the land Olthoborhen, or ‘The Frost Homeland’ in common Fugeilae; and did not travel further north when they figured out that it was getting colder as travelled to the north. They named the far north frozen lands as Fjo-owaath Gundbhall ‘The Unknown North’ in their native tongue, Caurosae, and for many centuries none of the races dared to travel these deadly plains of ice. The first arrivers of Caurosian, due to the lack of local resources, found their first cities with limited stocks of wood and ice, and named their very first city as Olthos-namos, located on the southwestern shores of Olthoborhen. With the potent knowledge and talent the Fugeili have in magic, Caurosian people found magical sources to preserve themselves from the cold, yet, they also focused on tailoring and hunting; the place was, even though the harsh conditions, had its own habitats. The animals with thick furs were skinned and the Fugeili wore them to keep warm, and in time, their tailoring skills advanced.
According to the Lyca’naian Chronicles, when Waldainar was crowned as the Ice King by Lyca’nae Verd, Ioa was not even in existence. However, the time when the Caurosian Eila discovered the Ice King, they were building the Island-city Giuio. Waldainar was assigned and created as the Ice God by Cedes, and thus every action contrary to the will of him was being punished hardly. Disasters occurred: avalanches covered the cities; earthquakes ruined the buildings, many and many died. The Caurosian begged Lyca’nae Verd as the disasters were simply eradicating their homeland, and Lyca’nae Verd told the native Fugeili:
“Your Spirit sits atop of the world, brethren of Caurosian. Waldainar the Ice God shall rule your dominion. Do as his will.”
Caurosian built temples in the name of the Ice God, sacrificed animals; and Waldainar eased his wrath. For centuries, Caurosian descended and changed in appearance and slowly lost its Fugeilae traditions, replacing them with their exclusive traditions. Their appearance adopted the environmental features; their skin turned into an ice-blue tone, their eyes, with the lack of Xyor’s light, faded to blue tones, and hair color lost its lively colors, leaving a white, shiny hair. Many scholars claim that this rather swift shift and change in the appearance was a blessing by Waldainar, and the magic they have used all the centuries to protect themselves.
Waldainar is known to be a silent but effective God, he mostly keeps his silent and neutral attitude within the Outer Dimension and Synthe Council. Waldainar is, also, brother to Lyca’nae Verd. – Neutral (Member of the Council.)
-Hyxaia The Goddess of Justice Hyxaia is the preserver of justice among the Io’wathen races. Many claim that it was Hyxaia that blessed the races that Lonos created with this notion of justice, as these races are known to be the pioneers in law systems that are accepted among the races of Io’wathen.
Hyxaian Halls, built by the ancient enaer, are rumored to be within the Banx Wynn forest to the west of Dul Margorath, but many doubt the presence of this place. It is a well known fact that kheronae and enaer were to worship Hyxaia on the other hand; along with Lonos and Brelldar. Hyxaia, according to the Lyca’naian Chronicles, refused to rule one single race or area within the realms of Wythius, and that she wanted to embrace all races with the blessing of justice and equity. She, in her material form, is in heavy but well-crafted golden plate armor, and carrying a sword, called the Bringer of Justice, Saithar. She is known to be merciful. – Good (Member of the Council.)
-Draelia Lotu'sa - The Goddess of the Air Draelia is Lyca’nae Verd’s sister, and Motherland’s assistant to rule the air. It is known as a neutral and passive Synthe, but when Lotu’sa immigrated south and established the Kingdom of Lotu’sa, they abandoned the practice of Fire worship and accepted Air instead. Draelia is known to be merciful and forgiving. She is not as famous as many other Synthe, but she definitely influenced her people as the brethren of Lotu’sa also avoids to be the center of attention. – Neutral (Member of the Council.)
-Ywolo The God of the Dead/Hente Ywolo holds many secrets within. Since the very first death of the very first Cedeili, death was questioned by the mortal races. Ywolo had a special place among the Council, as the Synthe granted him to rule the afterlife.
When Cedes created Ywolo to rule the dead and take away the life from the mortals, the Motherland first opposed such a mission to a Synthe. She saw that as a threat to the balance of life, yet later in time, it proved to be an essential chain of the natural balance. People were born, people died; and thus the balance was preserved perfectly. The Motherland adopted this circulation and Ywolo, as a contrast to the Motherland, assisted the Motherland to renew the life.
During the very first times of the Cedeili and Fugeili governments, Ywolo sent the spirits of the dead to the underground and gave them a second life in another life form. They were no undead, however; they were created as a new kin. Ywolo named them onthox, the people of Underlands. As the surface races considered Ywolo as the life taker, onthox worshipped Ywolo as the life giver. They built cities within the caves of the underground, and adopted the wet and dark surroundings of the depths of Io’wathen.
Lyca’nae Verd was not pleased by this unexpected creation of another race, yet, punished Ywolo and chained him to a throne on an island surrounded by a lake called Hente, later known as “the lake of the Dead”. Until that time, the lake was an ordinary lake, but as the God of the Dead was chained in the middle of it, the spirits of the dead followed Ywolo to Hente, when the onthox carried on living in their deep and dark cities. In time, Hente was filled with the spirits of the dead, and Ywolo granted the lake as the new home for them. As it is stated in many books – Hente barely means insanity and madness to the living. Many are known to disappear when approached to the home of the dead.
Onthox, left to their destiny and unaware of their god’s imprisonment, was without the blessing of the Motherland and Synthe Council, got corrupted slowly by the magic they have been practicing with the guidance of Ywolo. Their necromantic studies slowly turned them into mindless undead. Some were saved however, but a majority of the onthox population was now a threat to the living. The preserved onthox found another city and named it Onthal, and swore to battle against the corrupted onthox. A civil war, thus, broke shortly, leading the onthox race to a catastrophe. Ywolo begged Lyca’nae Verd to save his brethren from this chaos; Lyca’nae refused to be involved directly but gave Ywolo an artifact of immense powers – Shadowdawn – and let the imprisoned Synthe to rule over his people once again. Living onthox was almost extinct, however; Ywolo was terrified with the current condition of his people. Cleansing the undead taint on his people and leading the dead to Hente, he redeemed many of the onthox. Fortunately, onthox had another chance to carry on their lives, however as a forsaken and unwanted race. No matter how strong the Shadowdawn was, on the other hand, his imprisonment was an obstacle for Ywolo to rule over the onthox as effective as he desired.
After Dol’sharoc’s imprisonment, Ywolo was rather upset about Lyca’nae Verd’s merciless notion of punishment, but he knew the Firelord was right to be furious about an attempt of assassination. When he was forgiven and accepted back to the underground Material Dimension, Dol’sharoc was forged with revenge, but he barely showed his vengeful desires. He rather decided to undermine Lyca’nae Verd without being suspected.
When Dol’sharoc encouraged Ywolo to rule and oversee the onthox for Ywolo since he was ‘entrapped by the merciless Firelord’ and that Dol’sharoc ‘wishes to save Glorious Ywolo from his burden’, Ywolo trustingly handed the artifact Shadowdawn to Dol’sharoc. His aim was different, however; he wished to control the onthox and build an army to be used against the Firelord. Dol’sharoc was aware of the potential hostility of the onthox towards the Firelord, and knew he could use it perfectly. Ywolo, with a relief, let Dol’sharoc rule his people and instead, ruled Hente and the spirits of the Dead solely.
This was one of the biggest moves that Dol’sharoc made against the rule of the Firelord. Onthox was the first race that he embraced, and the first (and probably the most important) step of his army.
Ywolo, despite the fact that he was assigned to such a mission that he did not desire, is merciful and forgiving. He is known to support Lyca’nae Verd and the Motherland at the Council before he was entrapped, putting the expectations aside. Even after his punishment, Ywolo never built any hatred towards the Firelord. – Good/Neutral
-Chaelun The God of Elemental Balance, Shaman God Chaelun is the only Synthe given life after Cedes left the Outer Dimension. It is the son of Draelia and Lonos, the Goddess of Air and the God of Might. He is the source of all shamanistic and druidic magic that surrounds the realms of Io’wathen; some even say his reach is so unique that Eru’wathen shamans also practice magic as his worshippers. He has no embrace over a specific tribe or race; however, it is known that he is influential over the nomadic and shamanistic Kheron tribes, as well as the siblion. The Motherland, with his birth, granted him the blessing to preserve the balance of the elements, and he sent prophecies to the mortal races. Many heed his call, even today – and his shaman-priests can be seen commonly in Wultan and Kheros Thûn, as well as Siblion lands.) – Good (Member of the Council.)
-Dol’sharoc The Nightlord, God of Night Dol’sharoc, as stated clearly in the Lyca’naian Chronicles, was created as a symmetrical presence to Lyca’nae Verd during the creation of the Cedeili. As Lyca’nae represented the Fire, the source of all things and the Light, Dol’sharoc was an illustration of the darkness as the God of Night, or Nightlord, as more commonly known among the races of Io’wathen.
Dol’sharoc and Lyca'nae Verd represent chaos and order, the clashes of two opposites, and the battle against two extremes as their everlasting struggle against each other many people. He is not pure evil, but lustful and vengeful in many ways. He is a radical Synthe, who can shift into many unexpected forms and can do the unexpected in unpredictable places and times; and that is why he was always a threat, a trouble for the Synthe Council. There are many misinterpreted inscriptions about Dol'Sharoc claiming that he also represents Destruction - but Lyca'naian Chronicles strictly refuse this claim. Dol'Sharoc merely represents another aspect of existence, in his own understanding.
Lyca’nae Verd trained his twin brother when he was created, and other Synthe was surprised and shocked by the similarities between the two in appearances. They looked almost the same, other than their eyes: when Lyca’nae is told to have red, burning eyes with a red, fiery outfit, Dol’sharoc had shadowy flames in his eyes, and his outfit did resemble the Night, with the blurry and distant lights of the stars covered his robes. Lyca’nae Verd, according to the Chronicles, has been extremely harsh and dominant during his trainings, fearing that his counterpart may rise in power. But however, this was the first step of Dol'Sharoc's burning desire for revenge.
When his potential power was claimed to be tamed under the strictness of Lyca’nae Verd, Dol’sharoc’s anger against everything really seemed to be calmed down. Furthermore, he was officially assigned as the God of Night by the authorization of the Synthe Council, and everything seemed perfectly fine. He seemed obedient, calm and definitely conscious.
However, he managed to fool everyone easier than he expected.
As he proven to be an asset to the Council now, Lyca’nae assigned Dol’sharoc to train his younger brother, Zethor, and Dol’sharoc did as said. He, slow and subtle, infected the young god of Rain and indirectly provoked him against the Firelord, constantly criticizing his methods. Not too long after, Dol’sharoc became a role model for Zethor. He trained Zethor until the end of his required training process. Now, he was ready.
Ultimately, Dol’sharoc attempted to assassinate Lyca’nae Verd during a Council meeting. He failed, but his Nightbolt hit the Motherland instead, permanently wounding her. He somehow succeeded - he seeded the Shadow to the nature by hurting the Mother of all, at least altering the order he believed he never belonged to, just a bit.
Indeed, nothing was to be the same again.
Lyca’nae Verd, at the peak of his fury, imprisoned Dol’sharoc to a transdimensional cell for eternity. However, before he was imprisoned, he left an apprentice of immense hatred against the Firelord, and Zethor already started to provoke others against him; starting off with his sister, Dathias.
Dol’sharoc suffered an insane torture, even for a Synthe. After about a hundred million years, he was forgiven; but Lyca’nae Verd was not wishing to accept him back to the Council. Instead, Dol’sharoc only changed prisons: He was imprisoned below the Io’wathen lands, with his sick, weak material form. Lyca’nae Verd admitted it, but he knew that Dol’sharoc was to rot below the land. By the time, Zethor’s Dythos tribe and Dol’sharoc’s now Rain-worshipping Dol’sharen tribe were exiled to the newly created land called Dytheria. Zethor, ruling over two tribes, encouraged one of them to worship this long-forgotten and exiled Nightlord. These poor Eila, now called Dol'Sharen, were to wait or the so-called perfect return of their Nightlord. He did return, but with chains, and imprisoned underground.
It was not as miserable as Lyca’nae Verd expected it to be. Dol’sharoc started to recover with the aid of his apprentice Zethor. He recovered in time, with an even more potent hatred against his twin. This time, it had to be more subtle, more silent.
Around the year 25,000 Before the Birth of Telius Pythius, shortly after his (conditional) return to Io'wathen, Dol'Sharoc appeared to the Dol'Sharen tribe. Dol'Sharen cherished and praised Dol'Sharoc for the prophecy turned out to be true. Not only Dol'Sharen, but Dol’sharoc realized the unwanted race, the onthox, that Ywolo created, and witnessed the imprisonment of Ywolo to the Lake Hente. Zethor was like a messenger to the Nightlord, so he could be informed about everything. Dol’sharoc was recovering faster and faster, and shortly after, his vision had a visit to the God of the Dead, Ywolo, at his prison throne. Dol’sharoc was still in his weak and flawed material form, yet no matter how much he recovered, his powers were no match to the Synthe.
Marg-sharaia, the Book of the Night, explains the conversation between Dol’sharoc and Ywolo.
“Ywolo, God of the Dead, what misery is this? How, as the Ardsynth, so called wielder of mercy, my twin could do this to you? I see you are entrapped by the merciless Firelord.” said Dol’sharoc.
“I am not to hate the Ardsynth, Dol’sharoc,” stated Ywolo, despite his punishment at hand. “We are to obey.”
“We are, indeed,” said Dol’sharoc, in approval. “But I see your suffering race, the onthox, below the land. You cannot rule over them now. Let me, as an old friend, aid you. I have changed, I have seen my mistakes – and I wish to help. Let me aid the miserable race, let me help them prevail. I am to take the burden from your shoulders.”
Ywolo, who had seen this as a chance for his race to carry on their existence, thought it to be a good and worthy idea. It was his weak point, and Dol’sharoc knew it well.
“Give me Gwelliòn, the Shadowdawn, so I can rule over them as you ruled, for perfection,” said Dol’sharoc. “Let me aid you, suffering Ywolo.”
Ywolo handed Shadowdawn to Dol’sharoc without hesitation.
“May you aid them Dol’sharoc, the fallen Nightlord,” said Ywolo with desperation. “I hope not to be disappointed.”
“May you not be disappointed,” said Dol’sharoc. “Your race shall prevail.”
Dol’sharoc, with the Shadowdawn in his hands, returned to the Underlands, to the capital of the onthox. He claimed his dominion over the onthox, and they desperately accepted this ‘fortunate’ hand of aid. This is how the onthox started to be corrupted once again.
However Dol’sharoc was corrupting the onthox with subtlety, he also managed to seem obedient to the Council. He desired to gain their trust, however, his attitude somehow alerted Lyca’nae Verd nonetheless; he was entirely different from what he used to be. He was definitely flawless, obedient, logical and good-willing. However, he avoided showing that he now has the Shadowdawn, yet, he hid it well to the capital city of the onthox, and the onthox built a temple in his name, preserving and guarding this artifact of incredible powers. Dramatically, the onthox was not aware that this artifact was a chain to them.
With his slowly growing reputation, Dol’sharoc focused on another powerful artifact that would double, may be triple his powers: The Light Eternal, Ùr’gallas, of the Council, the source of all Light in the world. As it was kept by the Warden of the Light Eternal, Brelldar the Warfare God, Dol’sharoc started contacts with him.
Dol’sharoc had several meetings with him, and eventually had Brelldar agree on Dol’sharoc’s higher capability to wield and protect the Light Eternal, yet Dol’sharoc had rhetoric and somehow ironic statements such as follows: ‘Brelldar was the mighty God of all Wars, how can he be expected to guard the most precious Light when he has such a noble mission already?’
Shortly after, Dol’sharoc generated a block against the Firelord with the underground supports of Zethor and Dathias, and with Brelldar’s growing sympathy. Opposing voices were heard within the Council, and Lyca’nae Verd grew curious.
One day, Brelldar stood in front of Lyca’nae Verd, with no Light Eternal in his hands.
“Stolen,” yelled Brelldar. “Light Eternal is stolen. Dol’sharoc took it away from me. I failed to protect it, Ardsynth.”
Lyca’nae Verd did not speak, instead, immediately sent Brelldar to the transdimensional prison of the Synthe, Phnox. Brelldar also suffered for many decades there. Nonetheless, he was not expecting such a treatment from Lyca’nae Verd; and with every pain he felt, he swore for revenge. Slowly but deeply, he was being forged against the Firelord. He cursed his lack of mercy and fierce methods of punishment.
The loss of Light Eternal emerged the Council and many Synthe were panicked: Dol’sharoc now had the Light Eternal. Such a powerful artifact in the hand of such a vile Synthe could be the apocalypse of all things. It was not long after Lyca’nae Verd figured out that Shadowdawn was also at the hands of Dol’sharoc. A treat emerged, and Lyca’nae Verd started seeking for Dol’sharoc in every inch of Material Dimension and Outer Dimension, since he would easily travel back to the Synthe Dimension with Light Eternal in his hands.
He hid well, to the depths of Material World, and isolated the onthox capital from outer interruption as he attracted the spirit of the Hente to the Underlands with the combined powers of Light Eternal and Shadowdawn. Dol’sharoc slowly corrupted the Light Eternal and forged it with the presence of Night. He then called it Shadow Eternal.
Not long after, Dol’sharoc was rumored to have an army of immense powers. Around BBTP 5, Zethor started building a temple in Chaotia region, Dytheria Island, in the name of Dol’sharoc and that will also serve as a gateway that will lead the armies of Dol’sharoc to the surface. He simply announced this temple to be a major Hall of Worship to his people when Lyca’nae Verd asked the aim for such a temple, and Council had no further proof that it was otherwise.
At ABTP 25-26, the major invasion to the surface was launched. With a powerful explosion, Chaotia was shattered, shores flooded and land was twisted. Temple was now lying in ruins, letting the vast and corrupted armies of Dol’sharoc to march against anyone opposing. With the invasion, Dytherian forces also joined the armies of Dol’sharoc and marched to the Mainland Echiott.
This battle is known to be the biggest battle, both in Material and Outer Dimensions.
Lyca’nae Verd tried to overthrow Zethor and Dathias, but since they were also directly empowered by the Light Eternal, his powers were insufficient alone.
The battle between Lyca’nae Verd and Dol’sharoc was a major dispute, and the reflection of this battle on the Material Dimension took place between the outcast Prince and ranger Pythe Teleane with the alliance of Wundh Queen, former La-Ra, Gallanae-mylen Myllande; and the fierce Prince of Dytheria, Lua Shrormae with the aid of Gorno Felari, Umbrysian Sultan.) –Evil
-Kilrug (God of the Seas Kilrug was created as the brother of the Motherland when Cedes created the Cedeili. He is, as well, known as the first Synthe to be imprisoned and punished by Lyca’nae Verd. Lyca’naian Chronicles do not mention him other than a single passage, and that passage barely explains his banishment from the Outer Dimension to trans-dimension. He is known to aid Lyca’nae Verd during the creation of his Fugeili, however, his reasons of banishment and imprisonment is unknown. Since his imprisonment, Motherland herself rules the Seas. Kilrug is a mystery, however, there are several Eila coastal tribes that worship the God of the Seas, and reason his imprisonment with Lyca’nae Verd’s envy.
Ironically enough, Sea, or Water, is known to dominate Fire in Elemental Circle.
Tyllie, or Sublands, serve as the residence of this sub-race of Eila, and they are known as Io-Eila, Sea People, amongst the Solian Empire. The access to this huge, wet swamp is not allowed by Tyllien Io-Eila, and the borders are heavily guarded. They are known to refuse all official and diplomatic relation with the Empire. This swamp is known to be below sea level at certain points. Io-Eila is also known to live below the seas, mainly off shore Io-Sath, and capable of underwater breathing. The exact story of their creation is unknown, but they are not a Fire-blessed race, just like onthox; which is thus considered as an unwanted race by Lyca’nae Verd.
However, with the blessing and redemption of the onthox, Io-Eila are known to be the last unblessed race.) Neutral / Unknown
-Brelldar (God of Warfare, Warden of the Light Eternal Brelldar was created by Cedes during the creation of the Cedeili, as the brother of the Motherland. Brelldar is known to represent competition, fierce battles; but many scholars consider him to be the God of “Winning and Losing” instead.
Not much is known about Brelldar, putting aside his duty as the Warden of the Light Eternal and his imprisonment by Lyca’nae Verd. A proud Synthe he was; so the Synthe Council decided him to protect the precious source of all Lights. However, when Dol’sharoc cheated him and stole it from him, Lyca’nae Verd, in his fury, imprisoned Brelldar to Phnox.
The Lyca’naian Chronicles mention his torture and punishment, and speak of his building vengeance towards the Firelord. It is no doubt expectable, but Brelldar is not yet freed, even after the ultimate banishment of Dol’sharoc after the War of the Lament.) Unknown, presumed Neutral.
[1] The planet where Io’watha and Eru’watha are located. The realm of Waethius, which consists Io’wathen and Eru’wathen continentals, is just the one third of the planet.
[2] The ‘chosen’ kings that Holy Spirits grant Demi-godly powers in certain circumstances. Solian king, Pythe Adymund Teleane, a.k.a Maelfean the Third or Pythius Telius Nimlynth (Pythian Calendar: 0 – 61, Nìen Calendar: 4453 – 4512) is the most famous Golden Shadow ever lived.
[3] Nor-sharus, in elùdor language.
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