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== Kerrithrim: The Great Beast ==
== Kerrithrim: The Great Beast ==
===The Fall of Kelsys===
Within the Ayhesa cliffs along the eastern coast, a group of Spellshaper
students gossiped in hushed voices. Their master, Saayar, was plotting
something.
Irruel du Vallianse was the first to discover Saayar's plan, after much
snooping and questioning, and confronted Saayar with his knowledge. A
tense conversation took place, as Saayar strongly denied the accusations
and Irruel threatened to intercede. Others soon discovered the plot, the
most notable being the members of the Magi Guild.
Saayar's plot was of grave concern to the Magi, for it involved the
elemental links of the Silver Spire deep beneath the ocean in the Kelki
city of Kelsys. His plan was to harness the power of the links, so that
he might achieve his goal: Destruction of Spinesreach and its citizens,
whom he believed to be hiding knowledge from the world.
The Magi interrogated Ireia, the Spellshaper Enchanter and ex-Magi, who
was quick to realize the risk the Magi offered to the plan. She conjured
up a lie, deceiving the Magi into thinking Saayar was mentally unstable
and was merely a figurehead. She offered up her own plan to the Magi,
which involved going along with Saayar's plan long enough for him to be
weakened by his own workings and then disposing of him. The Magi were
untrusting, and after much debate amongst themselves, they grudgingly
accepted.
On the 2nd of Severin, year 276 of the Midnight Age, Saayar was ready.
Annica, Cariv, Esylana, Mazzion, Tralendar and Yarel, all of the Magi
guild, arrived at Saayar's office disguised amongst the other
Spellshapers. There, Saayar unveiled the latest in Spellshaper
innovation - a modified portal wand with enchanted golden rings looping
it. He went on to explain that the golden rings would allow the portal
to be cast from one location to another, without needing a target to
focus upon. Moreover, the actual portal created by the wand offered a
vast improvement over the normal sonic portals. It would distort time
and space to physically connect the two locations, as if they were part
of the same place. One could, in theory, create a portal from a city to
deep under the ocean, and the water would flow straight through the
portal to flood the entire city.
In shock, the Magi looked on as Saayar proceeded to demonstrate the
capabilities of the portal wand by connecting his office to the Silver
Spire. The portal wand glowed and vibrated violently as it established
the connection, burning away to ashes while the golden rings clattered
to the ground. The group proceeded gingerly through the portal,
following Saayar, Ireia and the other Spellshaper Masters as they set
themselves up inside the Spire. The next stage of Saayar's plan involved
casting a protective ward around the Spire, protecting it from both
damage and intruders while he manipulated the links. This part of the
plan was important to the Magi, for Ireia had told them it would
significantly drain Saayar of energy when he cast the ward, and that
would be time for their betrayal. Spellshaper and Magi alike worked
together to channel the elements into a crystal orb constructed to
contain the energy. A flash resonated through the Civic Dome of Kelsys
as energy exploded outward from the crystal orb. The light cleared, and
it became evident to all present that a glowing magical field surrounded
the Spire, cutting it off from the rest of Kelsys. An equally intangible
glow surrounded each of the Spellshapers.
Smirking, Ireia informed the Magi, "You may attack. Much good may it do
you." As the rest of the Magi struggled to comprehend what had just
happened, Mazzion angrily ordered an attack upon the Spellshapers as he
realized their fears of deceit were well-founded. A desperate battle
began, as the Magi unleashed their combined elemental forces towards the
Spellshapers. Their attacks landed upon the Spellshapers to no effect,
neutralized by the shield surrounding each one. Realizing the futility
of the attack, Mazzion ordered a retreat from the Spire.
The Magi regrouped, heading back to Saayar's office in the Ayhesa Cliffs
with hope that the portal was still open. To their luck, it was, and as
they stepped through the gloating voice of Saayar could be heard, "Magi!
Stop me if you will, but this Spire, this Silver Spire - it grants me
power beyond what even you did!" Infused with the power of the elemental
links, Saayar gathered more and more energy to him as he prepared for
his strike upon the city of Spinesreach. With his voice amplified by his
new-found power, he shouted "Your doom is at hand, Spinesreach! At last
we have won, thanks to the idiocy of the pitiful Magi!" as he began to
direct the energy into a powerful attack.
A great influx of energy surged through Saayar as he arrogantly gathered
more of the powers of the five links to him. Horror filled the leader of
the Spellshapers, for he had made a terrible mistake - he had harnessed
more power than a single man could handle. The Silver Spire exploded as
uncontrolled elemental energy swept across Kelsys. Domes shattered and
the ocean poured in, greedily flooding the city. Raw primal forces
ripped apart those closest to the source of the explosion, shredding
both Spellshaper and Magi alike into nothingness.
No longer stable, the elemental links collapsed as a giant, swirling
vortex of elemental energy rose violently out of the ocean. As the great
forces tore about city of Kelsys, a giant tidal wave formed from the
explosion. It bore down upon the village of Shastaan; looming over the
small fishing village with an indomitable presence before it brutally
broke itself upon the shores of the hapless settlement - everything
within its path decimated.
However, that was not all that befell Sapience on the fateful day, for
deep beneath the ocean near Kelsys, a monstrous creature stirred, awoken
from its slumber by the giant explosion...
===The Awakening===
A giant, swirling vortex of the elements dominated the eastern horizon
in wake of the disaster visited upon Kelsys and Shastaan. Raging with
raw power, the uncontrollable energies of the vortex served as a
reminder that disastrous consequences can await those who lusted for
power beyond their mortal reach. Turbulent waters now wrack the eastern
coast, their fury fueled by the towering vortex.
Bodies of both Kelki and Shastaani began washing ashore shortly after
the carnage, many of them mutilated by the elemental vortex. Two notable
corpses amongst the mass of cadavers were that of Saayar and Ireia - the
two Spellshapers most responsible for the disaster that had occurred. As
more victims washed ashore, one coughed and stirred, rising frantically
to his feet with a wild expression. He was the harbinger of an even
greater terror to come.
As if compelled by some powerful presence, the deranged man began
heralding the arrival of one known as the "Almighty Kerrithrim". As he
raved, he suddenly threw back his head to laugh with a terrible madness,
before collapsing into the sand; the psychic force exerting itself upon
him taking its toll.
An ominous silence descended over the area as the observers considered
what they had just witnessed, broken only by the roaring of the
elemental vortex. However, their moment of contemplation was soon
broken. A towering monstrosity rose out of the ocean amid the vortex, a
multitude of glowing red eyes the only colour upon its black, humanoid
body. Masses of tentacles hung down from its oversized head, strands of
seaweed tangled among them. Raising a mighty foot, the beast began to
crash towards the shore.
Many foolish mortals flocked to Shastaan as the creature approached,
hoping to better observe the foreign creature. The Almighty Kerrithrim
paused, looking down at the mortals from a vast height. Then, its red
eyes flared with a volcanic light that swept over the crowd;
incinerating all who stood assembled in one deadly strike. Parasitic
creatures called Thrim dropped off the monster's great body and started
tearing across the area, latching onto mortals and bending them to their
will. The two-mile high Kerrithrim swept its gaze across the land,
seeking a target for its rampant destruction. As the glittering city of
Enorian caught its attention, the Kerrithrim advanced southwards, each
powerful stride quaking the land.
As the Almighty Kerrithrim loomed over the city walls, the metallic
voice of the God of Valour resonated across the land, "Courage, Enorian!
Steel yourselves, and meet this threat with Honour!" The abomination
looked up in surprise to see Lord Arion racing across the clouds upon
the back of His noble steed, Azaliel. "This... creature is one most
unlike any I have seen, and experienced," observed the God, as He drew
the Blade of Valour from its scabbard and held it poised above His head.
Spurring Azaliel into a charge, the Lord of Battle yelled "I am your
challenger, Monster!" and He thundered towards the great beast, which
easily dwarfed the God with its colossal size.
The Almighty Kerrithrim shifted its stance to meet the God, raising its
arms before its chest and poising its tentacles. As Arion rapidly
approached the monster, tentacles lashed towards Him from all
directions. The Blade of Valour strikes faster than is fathomable; its
flurried strikes a series of blurs as the Lord of Battle fought to get
past the enormous appendages. "Now fall, monster!" the Lord exclaimed
triumphantly as He struck a brutal blow to the monstrosity's neck,
nestled deep within the forest of tentacles.
As Arion emerged from the tangle once more, dripping in green ichor, He
brought His valiant steed around to observe the damage done. The monster
straightened up, green blood dripping from deep within its tentacles, as
it turned its piercing gaze upon the God. Arion paused, tired; His
features marked with uncertainty as the creature seemingly disregarded
the lethal blow. With humbling realization that the monster He faced was
stronger than He had initially thought, the Lord of Valor shouted, "I
cannot defeat this foe! It was created to stand against Us!" as He
prepared to spur His steed for another charge at the creature. As the
God approached, the Almighty Kerrithrim swung a hand furiously at Him,
sending both rider and steed flying into the Siroccian mountains.
Already weakened by His fight with the creature, Arion's essence was
quickly diminishing by what seemed to be a casual attack by the
Kerrithrim. Several of His followers immediately rushed towards the
Siroccians to find the God, but could only stare with disbelief as
the God of Valor faded from their very sight, leaving only His
mangled armour and broken steed. Broken hearted, all they could do was
mourn the passing of their Lord as Ravek, Phoenecia and Lycian carried
the fallen God's armour, and His brave steed's body back toward Mostyn,
the island that Arion called His own.
With the God of Valour now out of its way, the Almighty Kerrithrim turns
its attention back to Enorian. As it advanced, the monster suddenly
stumbled, instinctively raising a hand to the wound at its neck. Massive
droplets of the beast's green blood splashed upon the ground, and it
shot a sullen glare towards the Beacon of Light. With a last glance, the
monstrosity retreated, leaving a trail of blood behind as it took mighty
steps towards the ocean. Reaching the coast, the Almighty Kerrithrim
strode into the turbulent waters, gradually sinking out of sight.
At last, Sapience breathed a collective sigh of relief. The threat, for
now, had passed.
===The Devouring===
For two months, an uneasy wariness fell over both the mortals and Divine
of Sapience alike, as they waited for the inevitable return of the
Almighty Kerrithrim. Deep beneath the ocean, the monster slept as it
recovered the minor wound it received from the fallen God, Arion, during
their quick battle.
As if to mock the God of Valour, the Almighty Kerrithrim returned one
night in the middle of spring - the month of Arios. Emerging from the
ocean near Shastaan, the beast's great bulk left only a dazzling corona
visible from the bright display of the elemental vortex. Yet again, the
Kerrithrim advanced upon Sapience.
With epic strides, the Almighty Kerrithrim crossed the Siroccian
mountains easily, coming to a pause before the Tower of Artifice. Its
red eyes glared disdainfully at the structure, and with one mighty swat
it destroyed the building completely. Barely sparing the Tower a second
glance, the monster moved onwards, crossing the Siroccian ranges.
Its destructive path through Sapience continued until it eventually
reached the edges of the great Ithmian forests. The Abyssal Horror swept
its gaze over the extensive range of canopies, eerily still as it seemed
to contemplate the wilderness before it. Red eyes flaring with
incomprehensible anger, the Almighty Kerrithrim stomped a foot down in
the middle of the Western Ithmia. Trees splintered and exploded as a
giant shockwave swept through the area, leaving naught but a massive,
gaping black pit of indiscernible depth in its wake.
As the monster paused to observe its destruction, a trail of green ichor
dripped down from the under its tentacles, hinting at a still-open wound
out of obvious sight. The Almighty Kerrithrim turned away from the
burning forest and started striding back towards the ocean near Shastaan
to finish recuperating the injury received from the God of Valour,
Arion.
Nearing the coast, the great monstrosity was suddenly confronted by a
Goddess - Khepri, the Seething Chaos. Currents of chaotic energies
flowed erratically about Her form as She hovered before the monster,
which towered over the Goddess. Momentarily surprised, the Almighty
Kerrithrim was forced into stillness as Khepri raised a hand. Smiling,
the Goddess gestured downwards with the hand, commanding "Sit! You are
of My domain, Harbinger of Chaos." The creature simply stared at the
Seething Chaos in abject confusion, before taking a step towards Her.
Ire marked the Goddess' features as She demanded once more, "SIT!
Together as one force of Chaos We shall consume this world!" Her voice
faltered slightly, and became trill as the monster loomed over Her.
Looking up into the Almighty Kerrithrim's piercing red gaze, Khepri took
a small step backwards and attempted to demand once more "SI-" but was
cut short as a monstrous hand shot out to grab Her in a powerful grip.
Shrieking with rage, the Goddess yelled, "Unhand Me, and heed My offer,
Almighty Kerrithrim! You do not comprehend what I am saying to you,
proposing to you!" Her words were ignored as the Almighty Kerrithrim
slowly rose its hand towards its maw. Screaming, Khepri attempted to
break free of the beast's fist, but Her struggle was futile. The
Kerrithrim's great maw opened, saliva splashing far away to the ground,
and jagged, triangular teeth were seen to await the Goddess. Then, with
utter lack of ceremony, the Goddess was shoved inside the Almighty
Kerrithrim's mouth, and with grim, abrupt finality the great maw shut.
Lady Khepri screamed no more. Followers of Khepri shouted in rage at the
death of their Goddess, but were forced to watch helplessly as the
Kerrithrim walked once more into the sea to rest and recover.
Once more, Sapience was spared the full wrath of the Almighty Kerrithrim
- but many began to wonder if they would be so lucky the next time beast
awakens. As such, many plans were proposed and arguments broke out over
what chance any mortal stood against such a Godkiller. Eventually,
Corporal Cazin of the Enorian Army proposed what some called "a suicidal
plan" - use catapults to launch mortals at the beast and attempt to find
a weak point. Cazin called an old engineer friend, Rhulin, out of
retirement to assist with building the catapults. Grumbling the entire
time, Rhulin worked diligently to construct the catapults as others
helped him by supplying the resources needed. Meanwhile, over in
Spinesreach, Severn, the Manipulator, was busy formulating His own
machinations. He ordered the city to begin recruiting more troops to use
against the Kerrithrim when it next arose, to serve as a distraction
while He carried out His plan.
Leaders of the five major cities met with each other, discussing
tentative alliances for the purpose of turning the Almighty Kerrithrim
back. Enorian and Spinesreach were quick to form an alliance, with
Ashtan, Duiran and Bloodloch eventually deciding to join. However, as
Villi Selannor, the Ard-Dhasani of Spinesreach, calculated the number of
their combined armies, she had doubts. They did not have near enough men
to stand any sort of chance of distracting the abomination while mortals
tried to scale it and Severn executed His scheme.
With the aid of Dhasan Elene Arcan, Villi set off on a diplomatic
mission to the various villages and communes of Sapience. Together, the
two utilized various methods such as bribery, flattery and the promise
of favours to add more to the alliance's forces: fifty Trolls from
Hashan, thirty illusionists from the Mit'olk, twenty-five necromantic
students from Tasur'ke, thirty bandits from Three Rock, one hundred and
fifty orcs and ogres from the Barony of Dun Valley, and seventy of
General Xaeon's goblins from Azdun. The idea was not lost on Enorian, as
Kylan D'ashil and Edhain de Verdigris also sought the assistance of
various places, eventually managing to acquire forty of Gladius' finest
Red Knights and twenty-five mages from the settlement of Salma.
The Almighty Kerrithrim continued its slumber. All knew it was only a
matter of time until it awakened yet again - but the next time, Sapience
was ready.
===The Alliance===
Silence. Apprehension. All within Sapience held their breaths, as the
surface of the ocean rippled beside the now eradicated Shastaan. The
Kerrithrim had come once more, as if the very ocean itself had conceived
the creature. Slowly, but steadily, the monster rose and rose, as it
took heavy steps towards the shoreline. Its form once more dominated its
surroundings, as the creature came to its full height to tower over the
land.
Panicking, the dwarven engineer, Rhulin immediately yelled for the
immediate retrieval of the catapults. Voice tight with panic and hands
trembling from anticipation, the engineer quickly began a hurried lesson
on the usage of the catapults. Many came, and started to move the
catapults toward the Kerrithrim, but it was Severn, the Manipulator who
acted first against the Abyssal Horror. As if in waiting, shadows
surrounding the Kerrithrim quickly wrapped around the creature as it
stepped upon the shore, in attempt to impede its progress. His attack
incomplete, shadows began to recede from the entire realm, as the
Manipulator began to draw His power together for His next barrage. In
response to the quick action of the Manipulator and in attempt to impede
the Kerrithrim's seemingly unstoppable path of rampage, the Earthen
Lord, Ivoln, tore the Raphaelan highway in two, creating what appeared
to be a bottomless pit.
However, it was the cloud of dust from the Earthen Lord's destruction of
the highway that obscured and enraged the Kerrithrim, as it came to pass
over Shastaan, causing the creature to swat at the dust and debris to no
effect. Its effect was only momentary, however, for the soon the
Kerrithrim began to stride through it. As the monstrous creature arrived
beside the Raphaelan Highway, drops of its blood from the grievous wound
struck by the God of Valour marred the landscape beneath, dripping from
its tentacles.
In its pause, a roiling mass of thunderclouds quickly converged around
the Kerrithrim, bolts of lightning arcing towards like cracked whips,
tearing the ground asunder wherever they struck. It was not long before
the clouds parted to reveal the sight of a mysterious Goddess, wreathed
by wisps of air and water. Calling out towards the creature, the Goddess
enthused the Kerrithrim to cease its attacks, for She was its Master. As
she descended to her beloved pet, the monstrosity responded in kind,
sending a tentacle to caress its master in affection. The contact,
however, proved a dangerous mistake; for as the Almighty Kerrithrim
touched the Goddess, it immediately began to try crushing the Goddess'
arm. Shrieking loudly in pain, the Goddess' form began to waver, and
suddenly the ripple of shadows gives way to reveal the form of the
Manipulator.
With grim resolution, the God summoned His Blade of Artifice to hack
away at His arm to free Himself, before immediately retreating; shadows
trailing behind His path. Blade still steady within His remaining arm,
the Manipulator tore asunder the very fabric of reality, creating a rift
into the Shadow Plane. As He stepped through the Rift, the God turned to
give a fateful glance toward the monster and one of the fists of the
Abyssal Horror struck at the deity; sending His crumpled form flying
through the rift as a stream of pure white essence sped away from it.
In the meantime, those who manned the catapults positioned the bulky
equipment beside Delos, ready to strike at the creature. However, as the
operators of the catapult began to fire brave combatants haplessly onto
the Raphaelan Highway instead of the Kerrithrim, Rhulin was forced to
return and give yet another hurried lecture.
As the mortals once more began to aim for the body of the creature,
however, the Lady Dreamer began Her attack too. The Goddess Omei
materialized in midair, though it wavered uncertainly as She began Her
charge in the form of a Rajamalan Huntress. As she neared the abyssal
creature, Her appearance shifted and boiled, morphing into various
creatures both known and unknown, before striking into the Kerrithrim in
a guise not unlike its own. The creature, however, was unfazed by the
Goddess' attack, and responded in kind with an angry, yet careless
strike. The creature's fist collided with the Dreamer with such force
that Her very form dissolved into an immeasurable mass of moths, before
descending upon the Ithmia.
Next to respond to the threat of the creature was the God of Death
Himself, calling at the Kerrithrim to face its judgment for its crimes.
Without hesitation or apprehension, Dhar raised His gloved hands up
towards the sky, calling forth a pillar of white flame to singe the
giant hulking form of the seemingly indomitable Kerrithrim. The pain
such that it could not endure, the Kerrithrim's cry echoed throughout
Sapience, resounding almost deafeningly as the monster transformed its
pain into rage, and lashed out at the Underking. Though the God is able
to avoid the agile attacks of the creature for a moment, a fateful
strike at the back of the rapidly tiring God was enough to cause even
Him to stagger in agony. Tendrils of essence pouring from the ashen
wound, the flames over the Abyssal Horror began to extinguish, having
lost its source of power.
Sensing its upper hand over the fallen God, the Kerrithrim immediately
raised its gargantuan foot in attempt to crush the Underking, but in a
moment of desperation, the God struck at the earth beneath Him, tearing
the land asunder with a flash of blinding light. From within the rift,
thousands of translucent forms of varying shapes and sizes began to flow
out, collecting into a single unified force before closing into the
Kerrithrim with blinding speed. Souls from the Underworld, they were
able to momentarily stun the Kerrithrim, as the Underking threw Himself
through His created rift, sealing it behind Him. The souls dissipated
soon after, leaving the Kerrithrim unopposed once more.
Without ado, a tumescent glimmer in the distant horizon preceded the
arrival of the Sky God Galleus, clutching the staff of the Triptych
Lemniscate. With one powerful movement, the Sky Sovereign hurled His
staff at the Kerrithrim, spinning in extreme speed as it neared the
giant form of the Kerrithrim. The Kerrithrim did not deem the attack as
remotely dangerous, as with indifference, it simply swatted the
projectile away, and struck at the God from its great distance away. The
lash connected with Galleus' face, it tore out His eye, causing the Sky
Sovereign to scream in pain as mercurial blood streamed out from the
deep gash. Filled with abject pain and unfamiliar blindness, the God
conjured spiraling torrents of wind that churned the earth beneath Him
ineffectually. A churning in the deep belly of the Horror gripped the
God's now empty gaze only for a moment, causing the God to retreat
hastily into the starscape before the Kerrithrim was able to strike once
more.
However, more trials awaited the monster as the armies of various
villages and towns amassed, to face the Kerrithrim in what seemed to be
a suicidal march. From the necromancers of Tasur'ke, to the Nazetu of
Bloodloch, and to the bandits of Three Rock, everyone in Sapience united
to face the creature, in attempt to stave off its destruction as the
brave fighters launched themselves at the Kerrithrim's body. There, they
faced hundreds of the mind-controlling Thrim, latching themselves at
whoever was closest and turning allies into enemies. The group of
attackers persevered, however; managing to drive the Thrim and those
controlled by it back, coming to the grievous wound left by the fallen
God of Valour. It was there that the attackers reopened the wound, and
through that, entered the very body of the foul creature itself, to
strike at where it was truly vulnerable - its great heart.
Before long, jade-tinged clouds began to form over the giant Kerrithrim,
the form of the Goddess Chakrasul barely visible within its mass. Heavy
acidic rain began falling from the jade clouds to descend upon the
creature, causing it to shudder and utter a chilling cry that echoed
throughout Sapience once more. Before the Kerrithrim could retaliate,
however, the Goddess called forth seeds of Corruption from the Nazetu
troops of Bloodloch, sending them spiralling downwards towards the
Kerrithrim and causing it to stumble further. Angered, the Kerrithrim
turned its attention towards the Nazetu. Intervening, the Goddess Iosyne
appeared with a flash of light, speaking words of lost tongue that
seemed to agitate the Kerrithrim, distracting it from attacking the
troops.
Throughout the Pantheon's relentless attacks on the Kerrithrim, however,
the attackers within the creature's body cleft and hewed their way first
through the creature's esophagus, then into its intestinal tracts. From
the gut of the creature, the attackers found themselves fighting hordes
upon hordes of the neverending Thrim, before the Blackwind Lieutenant
Sryaen was able to cut through a vein to reveal the way to the heart of
the great Kerrithrim. As they entered, the attackers were faced with a
fierce Thrim resistance, overwhelming most that were there. It was the
Dreadlord Missari and the Azudim Warlord Mazzion who were able to battle
on, destroying the heart of the Kerrithrim in the process.
The effect was instantaneous - the Almighty Kerrithrim arched backwards
in agony, a deafening roar escaping its gaping maw as the creature bent
forward and vomited violently. Its green ichorous blood poured out from
its mouth as it faltered, carrying with it the attackers within its body
and depositing them onto the highway. The gargantuan form of the
Kerrithrim began quaking in its pain and agony, sending both Thrim and
attackers flying from its body. Toppling over, now weakened, the
creature fell backwards into the crevasse that was once the Raphaelan
Highway, its persistent roaring continuing as it fell through - and it
is never heard to strike bottom.
Sapience breathed a sigh of relief, having finally felled the creature
that had so devastated its landscape. However, it is not long before
breaths are held once more, as a mottled, battered hand flies up from
within the chasm, grabbing hold on the ledge. Deafening snarls echoed
upward from the chasm and it was not long before yet another of the
Kerrithrim's hands joined its struggle to climb up once more. Red light
burst outward from the black recess and the monster levered itself
upward, propping its form against the edge of the chasm on its elbows.
Green blood streamed from the creature's broken face, many of its eyes
put out by the fall.
Was the Kerrithrim truly so unstoppable? Was it truly so invincible? It
began to drag itself onto the highway once more, dragging its way inch
by laborious inch, before it collapsed onto the highway with a wet,
ichor-like wheeze. Giving a final, vengeful glare, however, the
Kerrithrim fell beside the chasm, and stirred no more.
At last, the Abyssal Horror was finally defeated, and no longer did it
terrorize Sapience. The experience was not without effect, however, for
now the mystery of whence the Kerrithrim came from has arisen. The
question burned in the minds of many mortals, for whose form did the
Manipulator assume, and why did the Goddess claim that the Kerrithrim
was Her pet? What was conclusive, however, was that the arrival of the
Kerrithrim has revealed to all within Sapience that there is still much
to the world that is unknown to mortal mind.


== The Dreikathi Invasion ==
== The Dreikathi Invasion ==


== The Discovery of Delve ==
== The Discovery of Delve ==
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