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Beothia: Lux Renati

The world of Beothia was created when the Great God Ohm plucked his own eye from his head and placed it within a basin of water. As the flesh of Ohm sank into the water, it hardened, grew rigid, and slowly formed into an island. Upon the island grew forests, grasses, tall mountains. Grand rivers erupted from the soil. The sky filled with clouds. Upon the world, within the waters, and in the skies plants and beasts crawled, swam, and flew. Ohm saw this and smiled, releasing a breath that flowed across the world. This breath mingled with the essential forces of creation (chaos, order, and balance) to create the Ohmian races: Orcs, Tortles, ad Humans.

The great serpent, Golgod, saw this wonder and hungered. However, the Creation was anathema to it and it could not bear to be in the presence of Beothia. Hissing its malice, a single breath erupted toward the world. Much of this miasma was deflected and burnt away by the world's natural defenses but a single iota of it reached the surface. And there, where it brushed a blade of grass, the blade withered, grew sick, and twisted. Seeing this, Golgod knew that it could corrupt the world and, when it was corrupted enough, enter the world and consume it.

Great Ohm also saw this corruption and smote the rotting grass. He knew the world would need protection. Drawing a stone from the oceans, a cloud from the sky, and water from the rivers Ohm created the Great Tree Druath. As the tree grew, its branches reached into and stroked the sky. The tree bore two fruit. From these two fruit were born the deities Aeris and Aerin. Aeris dance among the boughs of the forest, sang songs in the skies, and skipped across the mountains. The orcs saw her and knelt before her in reverence and listened to her advice to fight against the Rot. Aerin stood solidly beneath the tree with arms crossed and watched the world, studied it. To him were drawn the Tortles who sat at his knee and learned from him the ways to prevent the Rot. Soon, lesser fruit grew among the branches of Druath and the Sylvan races were born from the fruits: Halflings, Gnomes, Elves, and Tabaxi.

Spreading out into the world, the Ohmian races and Sylvan races mixed and lived with one another as they worked to protect the world. the greatest among these were the Humans whose inventiveness and organization saw them colonize the Menscheben and raise the great city of Ohmolpolis. Seeing their hubris, Aerin and Aeris warned them to proceed with caution. Humans, proud of their legacy and seeing the gods as their younger siblings, would not listen as to what was best for Beothia. Among them rose a great king, Oedus, who hunted Rot ruthlessly and slew the monsters and corruption born from it. However, as he aged, he grew terrified of death. Slowly, the fear of that end caused him to turn to the void, to beseech that which promised immortality, and to practice the rites of the Warlock. The greatest warrior of light fell to the black arts.

Oedus, the god-king, began to listen to the whispers of Golgod  and gathered together a great collection of Rotted creatures. With these, he performed a great ritual. Rot poured into the world via a gate opened beneath the city of Ohmolpolis. From this Rot a new plague was born, the first vampires. They quickly spread across the plains as the portal poured Rot into the world.

The six other races drew from among their numbers six great heroes. As the combined armies of these peoples fought the humans and the vampiric masters, the heroes infiltrated deep into the Rotted Kingdom and used a branch of the great tree to close the portal. However, the battle cost them their lives. Seeing this great sacrifice, Ohm reached into the pattern of creation and set these six into the sky as constellations. Shortly thereafter, the six Mortal Gods were born from the Great Tree. After this last birth though, Druath fell silent.

With the loss of a continuous source of Rot, Vampiric forces slowed then stopped their advances at the Nordfluss and Sudfluss. Too, weakened and fleeing, Vampires lost control of many humans who fled north of Nordfluss. Still mistrusted by the other races though, these men were shunned.

And it is this balance that the world persists in. Ohm has not been felt within the world for centuries, Druath no longer speaks to its disciples, Aerin and Aeris have disappeared, and the Mortal Gods do their best to maintain the balance. In the west, the Vampires still rule, the dead will not rest, and the Rot slowly spreads unless constantly fought. What new tests await you?