The Fallen Kingdoms of Arillion.
Part Two
Undermount.
Long before the Dwarves entered Arillion from their Great Exile from the West, the Elven kindred’s lived. The Winter Elves who found a love of the mountains, and the great wide vales of Kel, filled with their fresh streams and abundance of life. And the Ralinordra Elves, who for the most part, found peacefulness to the southern lands to the west and desired more of the world to be theirs.
Yet, this is not of their parting of ways, nor their indifference in their choice of their desires. But the ruin of their kinship, and the fall of Undermount…
The Winter Elves did indeed seek dominance of their domain, but when you share that realm with Dragons… There must be an equilibrium within each…
For many thousands of Gindenth’s (Years as the Elves call them) their was troubles. The Drakes would come in numbers and decimate the lands in which the Elves would dwell. The wide mountainous vales would be turned to ashen wastelands, in a hope to drive them out. But it was not so…
It was a young Elf lord who began his quest to gain friendship with the Drakes, and in time he drew his plans to tame their war-like ways…
He watched alone, and in secret, as the Drakes intimidated his kin, often flying low and roaring through the echoing ridge-lands of the mountains. Striking fear of fire within his kin… And alone, he sought out their dwellings…
Many miles he wandered as the cold gripped him, climbing seemingly unpassable ways until at last he found a vast open plane. In a crescent moon of green he gazed upon the mightiest of mountains… Undermount.
Weak from his long journey he wandered the lush grasslands before the feet of Undermount. And in a last desperate cry he called out the Lord of that realm for parley, before he collapsed upon the sweetest of lawns. He awoke from his faint with the rushing of swift and sweet air. As he opened his eyes he looked upon the might of Kharystor (Car-rist-or). A splendid Drake, vast in size, yet calm of mood.
Upon the green lands they spoke of their wishes, and Kharystor listened keenly to the frail form before him. With kind words and a plea to co-exist, the elf lord did speak. This in turn was refunded in kind, and Kharystor accepted his parley. They spoke of times to come, and he was welcomed warmly.
Many Gindenth’s passed, and it was thought that the Son of the King was dead. King Bophalis (Bo-fal-is) fell into dismay, and believed that his only son, the last of his line had ended in some fruitless venture… But he did return in time, upon the back of Kharystor. Fear drove the elves, and a council with the king was granted. Before the host of elves Kharystor did honour a parley. And this would be the beginnings of a great kingdom, and it’s ruin…
The King Bosphalis did abdicate, and his son Bophandis (Bo-fan-dis) took the throne. His people rejoiced in all that he had achieved, and the friendship with the Drakes. Yet many still feared this co-existence deeply. And he took deep council with his people regarding these matters, which he held close for many thousands of Gindenth’s.
The Drakes and the Elves lived for many millennia in peaceful times. Learning much which aided them equally, but the songs of the Elves subdued them. A magic which they crafted without knowledge of, yet they understood the effects and began to study further… For the Elves did indeed subdue them with song, coercing them into utter submission. And it was this craft that led them to be feared far and wide. For they had dominion over the Drakes, and they were known ever after as the Drake Herders.
With the dragons under their spell of song they began to harvest their knowledge deeply, and crafted their fire. Taking the essence of their glands and harvesting it for their defence. With such power, they created armour that could withstand the fire of the Dragons, and became skilful in weaponry which has never been seen in Arillion since…
During this time, Temulkar was waging his war upon Arillion, and Mundhlor did fall. But the Drake Herders were unknown to Temulkar, and the alliance of Men and the Elves of Ralloth. And their reign over the Drakes ruled for many thousands of Gindenth’s.
And now we move forth in time, to a time not too far back from the current events of The Endurlon. Just some four thousand and eighty Gindenth’s, and the rising of the Drakes. It is here that Undermount fell, and the Drake Herders were slain.
It was a young Dragon named Jorhundul (Yor-hun-dul) who did not succumb to the songs of sway. He began to see beyond the coercive ways of the Herders, and began the revolution which overthrew their overlords.
Many joined his thoughts, his understanding of their thraldom which Kharystor had brought about. And upon the highest peaks he took council with some of his Drake Kin. Far from the Elves he opened their minds, broke them from the shackles, and taught them how to deny the sway of the songs.
With a mighty alliance to his cause, Jorhundul began his rebellion. Without mercy, without a thought, under his calling, the Drakes unleashed their might. All who dwelt within the caverns of Undermount were slain. To the skies they took their retribution and decimated the lands across their domain… The Mountains of Kel…
Before the throne of the King, and seething in his anger he called out to those who had joined him. “May these words come true!” Echoing through the hollows of Undermount. “None shall stay their ways until all of the Elf-kin to the Drakes of Undermount are dead!” And he forced such a fire that the carven stone throne cracked under the heat of his utter hatred.
That was four thousand and eighty Gindenth’s, ago…
Wandering lost at the foothills of the eastern edge of those mountains Geldrid found the last survivor of that terrible slaughter… Riona.
Ever since the Drakes have upheld their promise to destroy every last Herder, and they still look for the last Drake Herder… But she is hidden from them, the daughter of Bophandis, the last King of Undermount…
Again, I apologize for the long post, but there is much to say, much to tell… I guess it is the ways of World Building for such Fantasy Tales…
Thank you for reading, I have had such fun telling this all, and I hope it helps others to build their worlds.
SD