Tyren isn't just another world for players to RP in. No, this setting goes far, far beyond that.

Most towers and baileys are defensive, protecting defenders from attackers. This keep tower and bailey is used to protect everyone else from what is within.

Whenever the earth trembles and shakes, it is the children of the Stinging One furious that the nourishment due to them, has been denied. Honor them unceasingly by sating their hunger, or the earth itself will swallow man-kind whole to feed them''.

-Taken from the Arahuain Codex, the most sacred text known to the priests of Ixtili, the Stinging One.

Adapted to the northern tundra, these hardy little insects dwell among the Fireleaf ferns...

In lakes throughout the East, these lake squid are as plentiful as fish.

Torture...pure and simple.

This odd, fern-like plant taps into the power of fire to protect itself and prosper amid the cold northern tundra...

All that was, all that is, all that will be, all Creation is formed of the Five Elements.

'The last thing we ever saw was its inky tail as it swept under the door. I fear the scions of Durnthar have taken yet another piece of us.' - Gould Maran, Keeper of the Throne Seal

Looking back on things, Keldor was the most unlikely of prophets. While charismatic, he was short, of middling birth, a half breed, and of a questionable profession. Yet his words have change the very fabric of society and created a lasting peace.

These minor items were developed by a mage tired of the foul odor of the garbage pit behind his home.

Ritual Magic, a viable (albeit forgotten) alternative to Kren.

The Kren glowed with mystic power, and with a small flash of light, the physical form of the card disappeared, the energy within rushing outwards...

Before there was the National Enquirer, there was Kaboo.

The gathered crowd watches with a highly palpable combination of of nervousness and awe, as the Quarsooth steps into the great stone cavern.

They had been summoned here by the dictate of their new overlords to heed their sermon, the vision that the newly arrived saviours of mankind had brough with them from their lengthy, astral passage from the great heavens that formed the very roof of the Heavens. But in their hearts, the people are afraid. The Quarsooth for all the benovalence they have displayed, are still creatures too dangerously akin to the demons or angels of their ancient myths or stories. And all dealings with being of supernatural provenance are fraught with peril, as the old tales warn.

But even as they continue to stare at the Quarsooth, their minds in turmoil, the radiant being reaches into the folds of his robes and withdraws a strange metal rod. Putting this to his lips, he begins to play a tune.

Soon, all fear and suspicion and fear is erased from the minds of the gathered folk, as the haunting and poignant song regals them with tales of the lost glories of Zor-Tanis, all the while reminding them how by particpating in the attempts of the Quarsooth to resuract it on this world, they can bring an end to their own endemic sufering and enjoy absolute power over great stores of knowledge that will enable them to ascend to a position of riches and enlightenment that is rivalled only by Zor-Tanis.

And thus is the conquest of humanity being achieved...

This is the first overview of two or three campaigns I call, Lords of the Fallen. Within this first installment the players will take part in the forging of the first Kingdoms of Earthen. They will witness the beginnings of slavery; join the ranks of the world's first armies; be jolted by the anger of the Almighty Lord.

This is the time when the first legends are born. A Character could, perhaps, even become one themselves. The classes of magicians and warriors are very basic and limited. Socities, being in their infancy, are being created, and influenced, by them (intentionally, or accidentally). Life is hard, but endurable.

From this I will expand these ideas into quests, and races that dwell within this campaign. I will try to leave these overviews and quests as generic as possible, but with historical suggestions.

The balance must be kept in check. Today you suffer my anger and wrath but tomorrow we shall dine and laugh. Forgive me for my duty my child, it is the way of Order. Choas today, Order for tomorrow.

- Priestess of Xukthalas preaching to a fallen foe.

Father of depths, of shadow, and destruction. I pray to thee to give me the strength needed to sweep through our enemies so that we may continue to bring about the end of the reign the weakling gods. In this I pray to serve.

- Follower of Sethalis praying for spells.

The priest's ability of prayer as well as their divine spells comes not from themselves, but from their Deity. Because of this, very few abilities are personal to the priest as all others who have chosen this path or had it chosen for them. Even so, while most of their prayers and divine spells will be the same, there will be a few differences or a few different abilities depending on the deity that the priest worships. This is the codex of the religious followers of Hewdamia.

Brother, do not view me as an outsider. I am purely here to record what transpires and have no desire to step forth and interfere with the proceedings. It is my duty as an Apostle of Kameakias to record this so that the gods do not forget.

-Preist of Kameakias at the excecution of King Arboin for treason to his people.