The records of the Elder Scribes, the oldest known men to walk our lands detail events all but passed, dating back perhaps many millennia before the world was formed.

Such is a grace, a privilege afforded to those who hail from and delight in the brilliance of the Silent One.

An endless space of EMPTINESS loomed before all things began.

It was followed by the emergence of seven odd stars that proudly showered the EMPTINESS with scintillating lights – like blinding flares.

Each star had a unique presence, echoing in a different pitched rumble as it sought to make itself known to the EMPTINESS.

And thus, the EMPTINESS knew not a day without the constant primal echoes of the bright seven stars, fuming like stellar bulls with great might; might they could not use in their primal state.

Without an anchor for which time could be perfectly dictated, the Elder Scribes detail the second momentous event to occur in our history, in all history: The Silencing.

An entity whose origins and characteristics are all but unknown bloomed within the loud EMPTINESS and brought about a deep silence, exerting its overwhelming might over the odd stars.

The Elder Scribes gave this entity a name, fashioned by the guidance afforded by the Silent One.

The name they gave, was the Paramount Javhjaba.

Its form was too overbearing for the eyes of the Elder Scribes to precisely detail in writing, too vast for the common mind.

It seized the seven odd stars and harnessed their power to forge the lands and sluice their grooves.

And hence came REASTRIA.

‘Behold, plates of crust unyielding, swathes of wet unending, great heavens above, clouds striding the new world,’ the Elder Scribe Beris writes.

The seven odd stars gained sentience, intelligence, and wisdom after the Silencing. Perhaps an age passed, full of loss to their great strength, strain, and desperation, spurred an evolution.

The Paramount Javhjaba never showed itself in the roaming eyes of all the seers in the prevailing histories. It left the world and ceased its hold over the stars – allowing the universe to progress, perhaps as it should have.

Each odd star flourished with its own ambition.

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Each odd star burned with its own desire.

A battle which cannot be described, only named, broke out among them, flaring with greed.

Seven odd stars fought, and only one emerged as the victor: a white star with a gorgeous beauty and pristine powers that could only have been revered by the others.

All except the white star lost much, portions of their strength receding into the EMPTINESS which was empty no longer. The white star lost only its voice, hence the name, the Silent One Who Speaks In Sight given in the following ages.

The white star forced its authority as the victor upon the six odd stars, issuing a mandate that they create Odd Demesnes as their homes in the EMPTINESS. They were forbidden from reaching into LEASTRIA, for the Silent One claimed it as its domain.

This fractured world, which had impressively weathered the Battle of Divine Greed, as the Elder Scribes call it, spurred peculiar creations that roamed the lands, the seas, and the skies.

The seven odd stars watched them roam about aimlessly, their forms ugly and detestable. They were crooked and distorted shadows that endlessly traversed the world without goals or dreams.

This was displeasing to the eyes of the odd stars.

The white star, Victor of the Battle of Divine Greed, was the first to exercise its power on these distorted shadows. It gave them better forms, human forms.

The envious eyes of the other stars in their Odd Demesnes saw this and they exerted their influence stealthily, cunningly, deftly over the distorted shadows on the edges of LEASTRIA, to avoid the attention of the white star.

From the hands of the white star, many humans were formed, as did a staggering variety of beasts, plentiful and intended to be companions and feed.

But humans had their variety as well.

They became Oerggons, large and tall men with immense physical strength and a deep lust for food and blood.

They became Yaowuns, wiry men with an aptitude for natural forces.

They became Hormunds, proud and short men of great natural intelligence.

The watchful eyes of the white star blessed man and beast long and strong. However…

‘The Silent One had relaxed their sight against the greed of their brethren. Their love for us was too cruel, birthing an oversight that cursed us all,’ the Elder Scribe, Liumus writes.

The white star was besieged by the six odd stars.

Each odd star took on a different form as they pressed their collective might on the Silent One, but yet again they lost in a battle that took place in the Odd Demesne of the crimson star.

Indeed, the white star did not achieve victory without a great cost. This cost was what the six odd stars had aimed for.

The white star lost its luminance and retired to an unknown place.

The six odd stars indeed lost much as well, and they receded to their Demesnes where they concocted schemes and effected the world of LEASTRIA without showing their true selves.

It remains unknown why such powerful forces never manifested in their fullness since those times of old and even until now.

‘Perhaps we have the Paramount Javhjaba to thank for such grace...’ writes Aminor, the Elder Scribe.

Before skirting the known world, the white star gifted its creations with the most brilliant piece of its being: the Fragment of Silence, which it broke into two parts.

One was given to a certain Hormund man and the other was placed in a great mount at the centre of the world. Man and beast alike looked upon it with reverence and called it the Silent Peak, a reminder that their star lived on.