Lore: Shazza'Murgin, Leader of the Dune Sailors

In Chapter II of Sandscourge, Second Papyrum of Ruuon, it is recorded:

The villagers of Senektet had finally made their way through the Sands of Ruuon, and arrived at the gates of Pyramid City A'Zlin. The villagers were seeking refuge after the razing of Senektet by a group of vicious marauders known as the Dune Sailors. The Dune Sailors had developed a reputation for their greed and merciless violence, as slavers, bandits, and mercenaries to the top dollar.

Many rumors surrounded the Dune Sailors, ranging from cannibalism to being demons in disguise. In fact, many of the rumors were true to an extent. They were not simply cannibals, and they were not demons. They were lycanthropes, Werejackals specifically. The clan was a group of lycans that embraced and loved their infection, and had gained full control over their transformations.

The Clanlord was a man of monolithic stature, standing a flat 7 and a half feet tall and weighing 689 pounds of solid, writhing muscle, by the name of Shazza'Murgin, meaning "Wolf of Sands". He was an extremely battle-hardened Brigand, covered in scars. He had a solid-black Moon tattoo on his upper-right arm, and a Star in the same style on his left. His Left-eye had gone lame due to trauma, and he kept his head shaved whilst wearing a tiny fez. He maintained a van dyke beard and wielded a massive jagged granite falchion.

Unfortunately for the refugees of Senektet, the city council of A'Zlin was not about to open the gates. They were so afraid of the marauders they were not willing to save their subjects, and far too greedy to risk their riches. The villagers screamed, cried, and begged for asylum, but their pleas fell upon deaf ears.

The massive duneship Rose over the horizon, casting a mighty grim shadow over the gates of A'Zlin and the refugees, who began to scatter in terror. One the ship crested the dune, the lower deck opened and an army of the sailors rode forth on their lean war steeds, howling and swinging their sabers wildly overhead, ready for the thrill of slaughter.

Shazza'Murgin, mercenary, leader of the dune sailors. Shazza'Murgin, werejackal marauder, Wolf of Sands.

Lore: Vengeance and Victory, Assault on Kilgorn Cragspire

In Chapter IX of the eponymous First Opus of Man, it is recorded:

The Orcs of Kilgorn had grown to such a threat after the weakening of society caused by the devil invasion and the false prophet Lazarod that the remnants of humanity were threatened to extinction. No other races were willing to defend mankind due to the perception of the devil invasion being the fault of man. Humanity was alone, with no friends, and plenty of enemies, just as outcast as the Orcs.

Paladin Lord Foutseth Wilmar had festered a hatred for the green-skinned fiends his entire life. From a very young age he had heard the stories from traveling traders about the orcs comitting murderous raids, killing, eating, and commencing other vile unspeakable acts to anyone who fooled in their navigation and came too close to the Valley Kilgorn. His inborn sense of righteousness had led him to knighthood, and his honorable deeds and righteous intentions had earned him divine favor, and he became a Paladin. He was a very popular figure in Ebonhold, and the people elected to elevate him to a Lord.

Now that Paladin Lord Foutseth had the admiration and devotion of his people, he went to them while wearing his bronze suit of plate mail, adorned with a relief of a bloodhound on the chest to speak of his determination to assault the Kilgorn Cragspire and force the orcs to end their bloody marauding. He had personally tracked a special path to the Cragspire, and his people gladly amassed a mighty militia to follow him into battle.

Foutseth and his army left Ebonhold, heading north across the farmlands and into Bleakwuud. Foutseth and his people set up a bastion and rallied here for two days, waiting and watching the movements of the Kilgorn Orcs from the edge of the forest, plotting an ambush. During this time Foutseth's scouts reported sightings of a mighty undead black dragonlich, known to the people of Ebonhold as Keemaronn the Manipulator. 

Once the movements and actions of the orcs had been sufficiently studied, and Keemaronn had been witnessed returning to the top of the Cragspire, Lord Foutseth led his men swiftly out of the Bleakwuud and to the Cragspire Overlook, an cliff edge that peered down upon the Valley Kilgorn from the west.

As they crested the Cragspire Overlook, they could see the orcs commencing to the murder of a captive merchant man, and they prepared to violate his wife. Lord Foutseth raised his battleaxe to the sky and called forth from the heavens a strike of lightning, killing the orc who was about to offend, signaling the beginning of the battle. His people immediately began charging down to the Valley Kilgorn. The orcs were caught off guard, and the ones in the open field began to panic and scatter. The surprise attack worked quite well, as the disorganized army stumbled over itself, literally losing head and limb to the swords of the men.

The door of the Cragspire opened, and from within came more waves of the green skinned fiends, well armed and armored, yet still outnumbered, they were with a bloodlust from beyond this world. This battalion was led by the Ogre Magus Pin'Gorm, and they spread forth to engage the militia. The odds had evened out, and Lord Foutseth found himself reveling in then thrill of battle more than he had ever before, and began to grin wide as he swung his axe and cleaved three orcs wide open at the stomach, their blood and bile spilling out like water pouring from a pitcher. As he worked his way through the crowd, he lopped the head off another one; and deflected the strike of another, knocking him to the ground, raising his battle axe overhead and swinging the blade full-force, executioner style to the beast's face, splitting his cranium clean open and splattering his purple brain matter across the reddened earth of the valley.

Pin'Gorm empowered himself with his blood magic and went for Foutseth, howling a bloodcurdling warcry. Foutseth turned around patiently and grinned towards the ogre as he raised his hand, palm out, to Pin'Gorm, uttered a few words of prayer, and called down a divine Flame Strike, incinerating the ogre, stopping him in his tracks. Pin'Gorm was severely injured, on his side laid out in writhing agony as his flesh boiled and churned, his eye burst from the heat. Lord Foutseth patiently walked towards the ogre and stood over him, looking down upon him without a single ounce of pity for the agony he was suffering.

"Vengeance..." Foutseth muttered as he crushed the ogre's head beneath his heavy bronze boot.

All that remained of the Kilgorn orcs were the ones that had escaped, who were of no consequence, and gifted the mercy of cowardice; and the dragonlich Keemaronn. Foutseth was more than confident.

Paladin Lord Foutseth shouted to the top of the Cragspire and called out the undead Black Dragon Keemaronn, Seeing Foutseth as another mere human, assuming the Lord's victory was a result of his own weak subjects and their cowardice, did not realize the extent of righteous power gifted to Wilmar by the divinities. Keemaronn made the foolish mistake of accepting the mono e mono duel proposed by Foutseth. He flew down from the Cragspire, and engulfed several militiamen with his deathly toxic breath. As the dragon neared the Paladin Lord, Foutseth's bronze armor and battleaxe began to shine with holy light, and he unleashed a burst of light brighter than the sun itself upon the dragon. In his last moments the dragon cried out the loudest shriek of pain any of the men had ever heard. And it was satisfying.

"Victory." Foutseth proclaimed sternly.

The holy light vaporized the foul beast in mere seconds, his rotten flesh gone and skeleton collapsing to the ground in a pile of bleached bones and ashen flesh.

Foutseth Wilmar, Paladin Lord of Ebonhold, the Dracolich Slayer, Bane of Orcs and Guardian of Man.

Lore: Lazarod and The Renaissance of Man

In Chapter I of Bedevilment, Third Codex of the Heretic Parable, it is recorded:

The Devilking of the hellish realm known as Dystopia, Mosegh Berob (Moh-Sedj Bare-Obb), had watched Epoch for seemingly an eternity from beyond the Starvoid. His vitriolic blood boiled with a desire to own the beautiful and colorful world. Mosegh had grown bored with Dystopia. The sick pleasure he had gotten from enslaving his way to being the devilking had dwindled, there were no further subjects in the Hell he didn't own. Now that he was the Devilking, it was time to make his move upon the glorious world.

To prepare for the invasion of Epoch, Mosegh Berob had to first plant an avatar upon the world. In order to do this, he literally needed to sire himself upon a woman native to the lands. He could not do this across the Starvoid, and could not cross the void without being sired. Thus, he compelled a familiar spirit to his service to soil a virgin daughter of a warlock. The familiar spirit was happy to do this, as he held a secret lust for the girl and a hatred for his "moronic" Dal'Daian warlock.

Mosegh anticipated the fruit of his whim with seething fervor, and was pleased with the vile fiend for his willingness to serve and the brutal manner in which he did. The wizard violently killed the familiar when he discovered the sickening act, which was even better for Berob's plans. At the eve of the Sommerternn Harvest the child was born, bursting violently from the body of the mother, a viscera and gore soaked reincarnation of the familiar as an avatar of the Devilking Mosegh Berob. Mosegh was pleased, and named his newnson "Lazarod".

Lazarod was more than grateful to his progenitor, and he created a mask of bronze to cover his devilish appearance to begin a 'secret', cult to the devilking, under the deceitful promises of power and prosperity to devoted followers, asking nothing in return except their devotion. In reality, these promises were all honest and would all be fulfilled. "Peace for power." The simple message of the cult spread by word of mouth exceedingly fast, thanks to both the greediest and kindest of human hearts and many men laid down their swords.

A Renaissance was ushered in. People saw Lazarod as a prophet, a hero. Bards sang ballads of Lazarod and his message of peace. Artisans placed depictions of the prophet on their craft, tapestries, pitchers, paintings, countless fables and tales written. People earnestly believed his message was helping, and it was. Mankind truly gained a concept of itself, even if only to soon have it challenged. Lazarod was conspiring with Mosegh Berob, and in secret they laughed for hours whilst communicating across the starvoid through flames tainted with a single drop of Lazarods blood.

Lazarod, Prophet of Man and Peace.

"The Renaissance of Man" is also chronicled in Chapter IV, "The Prophet of Peace", in the eponymous First Opus of Man.

Lorist's Writing Guide

When writing records of historical events, it is important to follow the rigid Book/Chapter structure in the Lore entry: The Sylvan Folly. Begin with the Chapter Title (The Sylvan Folly from the Elven perspective, Abysmia Unmawed in the Ruuonite papyrum), followed by the event described (Opening the Daemonkrak, the event is a universal form). Each event should have at least two different civilizations with record of, to provide a debatable nature between accounts, although this is not necessary and the chapters may ultimately be written in any form one desires.

The introduction should ALWAYS be written in the same formula:
"In Chapter (n) of (Book Title), (numbered) (book type) of (racial) (mythterm), it is recorded:"
(n) is the number of the chapter in the book (most records go to a limit of twelve chapters, more primitive sources might only be able to have 3 or 4 chapters per volume), usually depicted with Roman numerals
(Book Title) will become an either already established source (if writing a previously unentered chapter) or a new one if writing new chapters of history. Thanks to the concept of "Time is and Space flows" history of Epoch can be infinitely expanded upon as the world is not betrothed to a specific date or era.
(numbered) represents which source volume the chapter is from, usually written as First, Second, Third, and so forth.
(Book type) is the specific name for the type of source material the history is encoded upon. See below for a comprehensive list of book types.
(racial) shows which civilizations mythos the book chronicles. See Races and Languages.
(mythterm) is a reference to what the mythos is referred to, see below for a comprehensive list of Mythterms.

Book Terms (for a random term, roll 1d20)

1. book
2. novella
3. papyrum
4. script
5. tome
6. volume
7. writ
8. bible
9. codex
10. compendium
11. discus
12. stele
13. lexicon
14. totem
15. opus 
16. scrimshaw
17. scroll
18. chronicle
19. record
20. vade mecum 

Mythterms (for a random term roll 1d12)

1. fable
2. legend
3. lore
4. parable 
5. superstition 
6. tale 
7. tradition
8. apologue
9. figment
10. saga
11. ballad
12. mythos/myth

Lore: The Sylvan Folly, Opening the Daemonkrak

In Chapter VI of Elven Dichotomy, Second tome of Sylvan Mythos, it is recorded:

An elderly and well respected Sylvan sage honored in both elven society and the Feylorne, Minischol Dabior, came forward to the whole populace of Elvenuud with a glorious idea to end the war with the Ruuonites, destroy the Daemonportal at Temple City Remere, and erect a natural barrier to protect the people from the Orc threat in the river-valley Kilgorn. Minischol Dabior's plan was conceptually simple, take the Elvenuud region and physically twist the land to create a mountain range and a massive ocean trench in the wake. This was to be accomplished by using the Ruuonites own secret against them.

The Daemonportal of Remere was built on a massive Ley Line that the Summoners of Ohkmu could harness to massively enhance their arcane potency, allowing the summoning of entirely bound demon swarms. The Ley Line would now be used by the Elven and Sylvan elves to create a massive earthquake faultline with the Elven nature magic and amplified with the Sylvan arcane magic to cause Temple City Remere to collapse on itself and sink into the newly opened trench.

When asked whence he drew the inspiration for this plot, Minischol proudly proclaimed that a familiar had come to him during a thunderstorm and spoke the idea to him through a lightning strike! The populace was awed and became enamored with Minischol and his glorious idea. Support was vast and execution of the scheme was enacted almost suddenly. The familiar that spoke to Dabior was actually a Demon with a plan of his own, with the Temple City Remere destroyed the mechanism for channeling the control of the demons was also lost.

The Daemonportal and the Ley Line fused in the trench to form a permanent rip in reality, a direct hole in the ground to Abysmia. The oceanwater spilling into the crevice is the reason for the Tar River of Souls, the water coalescing with the Abysmal Ashendirt to create an asphalt lake that boils up into Epoch on the western Feylorn thus creating the poison of the Deadlands. The Daemonportal was now a very much inexorable problem.

Now do not forget, that Minischol Dabior was a truly benevolent man and truly believed in this idea, and truly believed it was good. He was not aware that he had been used by the demon to end the Ruuonite demonslaving and create a free pathway for demons to enter reality without having to be summoned or crossing the astral plane. The Chaos caused by the trickery of the demon was of monumental proportions, so satisfying the terror and discord among both the Ruuonite and the Elven and Sylvan, the Abysmal Maw saw fit for the demon to promote, thus the birth of the Demon Lord of Treachery, Patron of Satyrs, The Innocence Eater, Sat Sylvillio.

Minischol Dabior, the wise, the kind, the charitable. Minischol Dabior, the Liar, the Deceipt, the Traitor.
The Betrayed Saint. Patron of Sylvan benevolence, Champion of Victims, Testament to "Wisdom without knowledge" and "Foolish Faith".

The event "Opening the Daemonkrak" is also chronicled in Chapter IX, "Death of Innocence", the final chapter of Tale of Innocence, The First Tale of Feylorne; Chapter II, "Abysmia Unmawed", Third Papyrum of Ruuon, Demoniac Pharisees.