“I am my own enemy, what does life have in store for me that I must go on?” 

Words of wisdom and one question floods the mind of a youthful contemplative commander in what steps are missing in an everchanging strategy in heavy silence for all he knows is he’s in a dark room lacking any form of light as if it’s meant to deprive his senses. In need to gather enough experienced forces for an army outside of his kind for his siblings would have the majority of their kind backing up their causes rather than his own since he needs to prove his worthiness for having supporters because of his banishment along with the unpopularity of his philosophical standing of unity and coexistence with the ones they’re warring against, during other periods such ideals would be well respected rather than mocked. The random question based in learned knowledge of his forefather’s time from a period long before the birth of humanity upon the world resumes to burn his mind as he thinks back when many races existed after an event ends an era of servitude and destruction brings an age of prosperity and competitive rivalries, this event among those affected by those times address as The Release. Being masters of their environment through natural connection dragons melted their muzzles and unchained their wings with the aid of stocky hard headed giants crushing clasped in gripped cuffs holding properly sized mining tools and aesthetic graceful eldar disrobing degenerative designs restricting their elegant casting. One benefitting from the other’s freedom, of course as one power gets replaced the dilenma of handling the vaccum sprouts with accordance to each nature’s the shorter giants have the boon of cleverness compared to their larger kin that bullies them on a near constant dig deep into the earth and stone isolate themselves from the surface. The eldar self-exile to protect The Faelands gives the foundation of netharin to aid the wilds to be a dense paradise of life’s savagery. This allows dragons to reign the skies with little competition other than challenging themselves as it’s the way to refine their techniques and survival amongst themselves which more often not was simply friendly competition.

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These events concerned the leaders of the freed races during this time to find a compromise to avoid the brewings of unnecessary bloodshed on that will have them be checked and balanced from all the others since the desceandents of giants are now short and stocky miners known as Ufkha, the Netharin are eldar who adapted their arcanic learnings to survive the vibrant wilderness while dragons mastered their esoteric craft and capitalize on the ore that aided the much earlier uprising, Sinikunsha though it had it’s own price, inner bloodshed. Now able to wreck mayhem and havoc with little challenge from their skies as their own thriving civilization restrains their primal destructive tendencies for that was what their purpose was far before the realization that blood and fire are their own prisons of violence and terror.