As time ebbs and flows, drifting on in its own course. It ever shifts as it looks back from the present to the past. The past when great wars, were faught, won, and lost. The dead remembered, their bodies buried where they fell, there names taken to families. The wars were fought in the name of Rothen the Dark God. Rothen the great general relays his messages and plans from his dark castle nestled high on a cliff over the, peaceful City of Lupani. The castle of the royals nestled at the bottom of a large crater within the mountain of the Dark God. Many died in those great battles, and many children orphaned. One in particular captured the dark ones sights a young girl of ten.
When the city was old, only the god and his black dragon companion knew of its begining. It had belonged to a rare race of wolven creatures, that barely stood upright. At first when the wolves migrated up the mountian through the pass, it was a lush forest, there homes pathetic looking shelters covered in animal hides, raw hide string and wooden poles. They were hunters and gatherers, they were afraid of the Dark Ones as they called the god and his dragon in there launguage of barks and yipps. Time passes on, as the world around the mountain grows. The Wolves learned how to make weapons, there language grew better, and were able to keep history on the walls of a cave within the mountain. Soon humans enter the pass leading to the encampment of the were-wolves. At first the humans and wolves live together peacfully, until the Dark God possessed one of the humans and killed the chief of the wolven tribe and war broke out between the races. Those who created children of wolven and human blood were found and killed on sight but one family did escaped. The humans won the war and all the living were-wolves that lived were taken as slaves.
The humans began to create there city, and in tribute to the battle. The city was called Lupani. Time flows soothly till people from within the mountain appear from the depths of the earth, showing the humans the richs within the rock, and soon trade routes between the people of the mountain and humans begin. It was a reluctant peace for they needed each other to survive no matter how much each hated the other. Other races slowly begin to grow and join the major three. The humans grow richer and greedier. More fights break out between the races, but quickly end. The village grows into a city, the humans elect a royal family and build the castle below the Dark God's which still looms high above. The king was of a pure good heart, something that made Rothen want to throw up from. As years pass and the King grows older a small group of travelers came into the city. The King always weiry of travelers, epecially now when and old prophecy is to come to pass.
All those who rein on high will fall.
When traveles weiry come heading an anceint call.
The rein of the king shall be done.
Great power granted to each one.
A wolven crest shall you discover.
One shall be the Dark Ones lover.
Darkness shall ever rein.
The child of the wolves returns to claim.
Appear like human but return to reclaim her home.
To retake there stolen throne.
The Dark God Rothen kept his eye on the new ones, he senced familiar things in the child that was with them. Her movements where not human, more adgile, more graceful. Her eyes is what puzzled him the most one moment they are sky blue the next gold. The king also too had his eyes set upon the fair child and her group that had walked into the city. He took them in and soon grown to like the child and gave the others a large mannor at the enterance of the pass leading up to the city. They were sent there to be the look out for anything or one who would try to do harm to him or the city. A small village grew around the mannor.
Time slips by as the child grew in beauty and in power. Rothen one night visits the girl and promised her the city but unknown to him, his life and fate would intertwine with hers. A few years past as the King becomes old and senile they put the plans in motion and the King was killed his body destroyed by a creature with glowing gold eyes and razor sharp fangs. The girl assumed the throne making herself Queen of the City from then on everything changes. There was more crime and deaths. Yet all the people looked up to her for aid and she did give it to them when needed she was not very cruel as many outsiders would think but all feared her. For they knew she was touched by the god.
Time again slips by and war in the north calls the Queen away for many months the city seems to stand still as people went about there lives as if she were still there. Then knew Rothen the Dark God was watching them and would deal out his own punishment when he saw fit to do so. The Queen returns with the battle won with little casualties and dark peace settled back over the city. Within months the caputred enemies are places in the jail cells below the arena as new fights commence. The arena packed full of blood thirsty spectaters chearing and jearing for their champions. There sitting in her own box like a Roman Cesar Queen Alhana sits watching the killing below her. Knowing she will find a new captain of her guards withing the blood spattered walls.
