Three hundred millennia ago a sorceress rose to power. Her name was Kara. Several wizards stood up to fight her but were no match for her. Two years pass and Kara now controlled three fourths of the lands. Then, on a cold damp day three courageous wizards face Kara in a final battle. The location of this battle is unknown.

"The depths of fire that whither time, her reach breaches thee..." - Ancient warning.

During the battle, Kara called upon a fearsome spell of unknown origin and it caused a massive storm of ever changing mutations of the realm. The three wizards were defeated and the world held in awe of the now enraging storm. It was said that Kara was sealed in a tomb by the very storm she created forever to be lost in time.

"...Tremble as one might, shadows midnight plight,
lost fortunes past, Her screaming last,
ages pass the land so turmoil,
justice not yet done, plagued the realm,
when She is found..."
- Heuv poem.

As the rage of the battle ebbed out, it was clear that the realms had undergone vast changes. Fell creatures stalked the night. Vampires. There are those who believe that vampires didn't arise from this event. That they were merely reawakened, when the Sorceress lost her grip on the world. Others again whisper that some of Kara's, or the Wizard trio's blood mingled with the magic wrought and created something vile that spawned vampires as the realms have come to know and fear them. The truth is shrouded in mystery, yet rumours persist that somewhere in this world, the key to the riddle lies hidden. The question is, whether it's a good idea to seek it?

"Hunt for the Blood, Feed on the Living, Conquer..."
- Last words of a Killer-Vampire.

Now, in the current time, the kingdoms of Koenraad, Heuv and Reyga, rule the realm in a soft loving manor. The effects of the Storm, which is now called just the Storm, can still be felt. Should another or the reawakened Kara ever call upon the spell of unknown name, the results could be total destruction of the realm.

"The murderous Ra are here upon this land and we are the executioners...." - Jedika saying.

Most are unaware of the intersecting planes of living here in the realm. Alien in origin, the Ra found a refuge upon the plane Artium White found in his travels. Several years after the Ra came, a new breed of warriors called Jedika, whose origins are also alien, bring mighty weapons specifically designed to hurt the Ra. The techniques of the Jedika are such guarded knowledge it takes a special breeding of person to wield the right to the knowledge.

" Chaos and bloodshed, we stand in a world covered in this a war of titans, this war is held only to resist the force of evil, or shall we support the idea of our evil intentions?"
- Ragnos, the Legendary

We enter a realm covered in a chaotic storm, blazing in wonder, the spell that caused this storm is known only to one person and she's locked away in the core of the storm itself. An epic battle between the infinite forces of the storm and the nearly infinite forces of mortal beings. This battle is sure to continue for an unknown amount of time. Thus we continue to exist, if the storm were to fade what would we be but the light upon a dreamers eye.

Recent turmoil arrisen as a new class of people were found hailing from the east. Also, the Ra have gotten the jump on the Jedika who were wiped out recently.