Fyrstian Annales I

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Testament I

 

 

The first of the Pantheon to emerge from the depths of the boundless Void. Iblees, now arose  in defiance of his brethren to preserve the purity of the fledgling world of Aegis and preserve it from destruction. The Four Brothers sought out Iblees for assistance, for it was He who was endowed with generosity and might of which was incomprehensible. By nature, He plied all trades and offered all forms of aid and generosity, and had built for Himself a reputation of bonafied generosity and dignity.

 

Duly satisfied by the approach of the Four Brothers, Iblees greeted them cordially and without apprehension. The Four had arrived to his temple atop the rising hills that would later become the Towers of Aemon and Daemon. As they had first glanced upon those fabled-to-be towers, they had grasped briefly the looming shadow of a massive wingspan, but it soon faded from sight with the passing of the sun and coming of darkness in the evening.

 

Please, they beseeched, endow us with the might to survive in this world. Surreal as it be, they could not yet find the willpower to adopt to such a harsh, cruel world that enveloped them with fleeting thrills and bouts with death.

 

There is a price for such gifts, however, a price that some of them may have shirked if they knew the full extent of the consequences. Such was the Balance created by Iblees through tedious feats of mental fortitude, and the praises lauded unto Him dwindled henceforth with the oppositional actions of Aeriel. The deceptions of the dogged, crude and manipulative heavenly sister who so envied Iblees’ immense power, and sought to lead the descendants of the Four astray from His assistance, His guidance, His governance.

 

You cannot have something without nothing.

 

For every power invoked from the miracles of the immortal, powerful and inconceivable beings that roamed this very earth there was also a cost. Iblees looked upon those first Four with the willingness to assist; but he also warned them of the dangers, of the cost it could invoke from them. Power is not fleeting, nor is it frivolous; it always casts a shadow and has an indecipherable price tied to the Wheel of Fate. Malin had asked for his halls to be forever full and never empty.

 

His descendants would live on for time immemorial before the First Sin, and the price was their ability to easily conceive children.

 

Horen had asked for immortality so that he might conceive his Fabled Kingdom on the Horizon. So too was he granted a boon, and he was permitted entrance to the Seven Skies for he and his descendants for all eternity. His was the gift of kingship, the right to rule above all in the world and spread his wings and soar for heights unsurpassed by all others.

 

However, the cost was life on Aegis, for life on Aegis can never be truly immortal. Slings, arrows and disease are ever present and rue all life.

 

Urguan had appealed to Iblees for the wealth of the underworld, so that he might fashion great works of craftsmanship and metallurgy in the realm of science.

 

He was granted this gift, but his kin grew short, squalid and ugly entombed beneath the earth digging for jewels unconquered by all others.

 

Bestowed upon them was remarkable endurance and stalwartness so that they could work the earth unhindered. Krug was surprised by the words of respect his brothers lauded unto Iblees, until he too was given his turn to speak with the proud deity-- skeptical as he may be. He only asked of Iblees that his line be given the strength to pacify the deserts.

 

That his kin would no longer suffer and die to take over the lands he sought to make his domain. His flesh was scorched by the sun and marred gruesomely; but his people would carry on his lineage as devout, honorable and strong as he had been thanks to his blessings endowed upon him by Iblees.

 

“Razi a ubyz blothr, burz, undere serthekhur.”

-- 1 Brevias 13:8

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