"And so, the God of all things, Aelvuran, brought his greatest creation to life. The Aelfar, a race of perfect beings, people of the Goldenharth. Defenders of all the Aelflands. He spoke and smiled unto them, "You shall live in the land of Aelfreach, where you shall have supreme dominion." And so they did. The Aelfar were the first of many beings to come to the lands of Aelfreach. Next, came the Wolfar, then the Dwarfar, Dunfar, and then Reptilian. These species lived together, and shared the beauty and hardships of Aelfreach. Until the dawn of mankind... The race of man was a mishap, a peaceful race with the free will to mold the world in his image... Some would say too much free will. Man had brought many things to Aelfreach. But few were good...
Man harbored war on their shoulders. War, and the need for conquest. And it was in man's folly that a dire mistake was made...
Necromancy was another disease mankind had set onto the lands... And through Necromancy, a new, darker race was born.
The Race was known as Orcar. Orcs for short. A cross breed of Goblin and Aelfar, fused through dark magic, and sewn together with evil souls. The Orcs were a new creation for those who needed the finesse of Aelfar, yet the compliance of Goblinkin. Their kind spread like a plague, conquering and devouring all in their way...
The south of Aelfreach is lost... Destroyed by the Orcar, and ruled by their king... Luthias Caedryn...
A war is on the horizon, and the races of Aelfreach must band together to stop this force of destruction, or burn in the fires of battle... A world rest on the shoulders of a handful of heroes... And the future of these lands must be shaped. Will you bring the world together, or destroy it entirely?... Welcome to Aelfreach...
