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BATTLE BANNER |
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The tide of war rages, and the armies of warhammer rally under the battle banner |
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History of Kalan |
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The Torrent Gates of Kalan |
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Geography of the Kalan |
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The dark forces of Kalan |
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The Grimore of Desolation (Tactics of the Dark hordes) |
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Back to Battle Banner |
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In the beginning, the elves triumphed over the terror of chaos with the creation of the Vortex. The balance was restored and the elven empire prospered and expanded. Many elven colonies were established at this time and these flourished into great towns and cities. One such city was Kalan or SunSpire in the elven tongue the greatest city on the farthest reach of the elven empire to the east. Kalan was built within a large valley on the east edge of The World's Edge Mountains and thrived as a trading city for the many humans and dwarven communities within its radius of influence. In time, human settlements established themselves around the city, benefiting from the wealth, knowlege and protection of the elven empire. |
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As the area prospered the city and lands around it fell into corruption and excess. The denizens fell into worship of foul entities and daemons. Human sacrifice and torture were rife and often times these were the more sane activities that the rules indulged themselves in.
This madness continued for decades culmulating in "The Opening of the Eye". The high lords of Kalan, after years of study in the dark arts had found a way to bring "Paradise" to Kalan. Gathered together in their madness on the highest point of their capital, the Sunspire Tower, they began their dark ritual. Calling on human sacrifice that continued without end for nine hundred days. |
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As the ritual grew in power, a multi-hued aurora began to appear over the city. The denizens of the lands of Kalan grew feverish in their devotion of their deities. Thousands flocked into the city, some to offer themselves as sacrifice to the ritual, others to bask in the spledour and paradise that was promised by their rulers.
The paradise was not to be. On the final day of the ritual the aurora above the city exploded in the birth of a Chaos Gate, its birth cry ripping all life and civillzation from the heart of the city. The sky around the city turned dark from the pureness of Chaos that poured from the Gate. Daemons poured forth from the Gate like maggots from a festered wound, slaughtering and enslaving all survivours for eternity.
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