1) Nomads
2) Wyvernriders
3) Magicwielders
4)Swordwielders
5)Lancewielders
6)Pegasus riders
7)Axewielders
8)Shape shifters. (Seas down below)
[There once was a time when the continent of [ ] was covered with the sound of weaponclatter. The lands were destroyed and the rivers were dyed a deep red.
No day passed or countless people died in the war between the several tribes. Each of those tribes searched for victory in form of domination over the others. But none was really strong enough to hold on 'till the end.
It was at one point that completely unrelated people stood up and decided that all of this madness had to end.
Be it by horse, Wyvern, or on foot, these people roamed the lands in search of a solution that could save their tainted homelands.
Their journey came to an end when all of them arrived on the island in the middle of the continent. Surrounded by almost impenetrable mangrove forest and a strip of water, the eight arrived on the island almost at the same time, as if they were called to by a voice no one else could hear.
As by a miracle, the island had survived the war and had remained untouched. In the centre of the centre, they found a small altar, for a goddess whom was called the Guardian of the world. She had been put to sleep a long time ago.
With their voices the eight called for her. One man alone would not have been able to awaken her, but together their prayers reached her ears.
Upon hearing the dreadful news of the war and listening to their request for peace, the goddess sent her divine breath over the world. The wind gathered the feelings of chaos, lust for war and the will to destroy in the middle of the circle the eight had formed around the altar.
With their talents and strengths, the eight managed to weaken the demons enough for the goddess to lock them up in a simple amulet.
She assured the eight that she would never let go of the amulet, in order to prevent history from repeating itself.
And to confirm her words, she changed into a tree made of the purest crystal. Though alive, the plant formed the perfect prison for the amulet, which was surrounded by a blaze of now blue, then red, flames. With its roots, the Divine Tree made sure that no one could enter the cavern beneath it's stem, but those that descended from the eight.
With what remained of her powers, the goddess, sent the eight away with the message to gather the people of their homelands and create a land that was pleasant to live in. She gave each one of them the strength to fulfil their last task, but took something in exchange from them as well. The strength of the eight would give her the strength to live. And so they went.
The vast plains in the far west were burnt down countless times, and the scorching sun permitted nothing to grow. All that could survive were some kind of grass and few small, insignificant trees. Despite these hard conditions, Aatu (noble wolf) lead his people to live a life of wanderings. On their horses they roamed the plains, in tribes of different sizes. Their arguments got no further than small skirmishes. The land that the nomads called their home was named [ ].
In the north the plains slowly transgressed into the mountain range that covers the north side of [ ] and the biggest part of the eastern lands. Although life promised to be harsh for the people who would live there, Toryn lead his people into the mountains. The beasts they rode felt most at ease in their natural habitat. The Wyvernriders of [ ] still honour the name of their first king.
Between the lands of Aatu and Toryn lays a land that's mostly covered by dark woods; conifers in the north on the sides of the mountains, to broadleaf trees more south. Using the wood of these trees, some settlements would grow to be the grand and magnificent cities of [ ] we know nowadays. Aleiyah (descended, risen) founded a religion in honour of the goddess that had helped her and her companions to clean the world. Many of her followers became gifted with the art of Magic (Light (centre)/Anima (south)/ Dark (North)) and were quite intelligent.
In the lands south of Toryn's lands, on the edge of the mountain range, the people of Sybren (Sword of Victory) found a vain of iron mineral, of which they could craft high-quality swords and armour. It was for this reason that that land of [ ] became famous for it's many knights. But they weren't the only one to profit from their ore.
The Wyvernriders of [ ], who lived in the major part of the mountains, felt that they too, had right of the mines. In the end, they agreed to help guarding the mines, in trade for high-quality spears and lances.
Iestryn (justice), who had until now wandered the lands with no weapons beside his trusty lance, somehow felt a little jealous...
Although in the beginning, they mainly wanted the iron for their lances, the spearwielders of [ ] in the far south, they started a very stretched out business plan, which consists of more than trading iron. Their merchants are welcome in the whole of [ ], and are known for their high-quality goods.
The sixth of the eight, was the girl known as Nelani (Calm of the Air). She lived in the lands south of the Nomads, [ ].
Nelani rode a very rare kind of horse, the flying Pegasus. And those preferred the sappy grasslands and fertile grounds over the rough plains of the nomads. Many of the girls (as Pegasi prefer female riders) hoped to once become a part of the gracious Pegasus Knights of [ ].
As the land with the longest exploitable coastline [ ], has known many families who found their wealth in the sea. One of them was the strong axe-wielder, Daylen. Many of the people who lived under his leadership found their taste in axes of all kinds. The man of [ ] have a reputation of being rough people, however...
But the presence of the sea has brought forth several troublesome gangs, that even still now scare many of the sea dwellers.
The last of the Heroic Eight, is one of whom we know least. Little more than the name of their leader we do not possess.
It is told that Ylwa (Female of Wolf), fled with her people to the remote islands in the Southern Seas. Some rumours even claim that they were possessed by the spirits of Animals and had the opportunity to change form. This has, however, not been confirmed up to now.
It is now, more than sevenhundred years since the "Purification" of the lands. Although the boundaries of the lands have been clearly drawn, those that carry the heritage of the Eight, are spread all over the land of [ ]. But despite that, many still live where they were lead to. Few Wyvernriders leave their lands... and the cities of [ ] are still known for their scholars.
-Alden Scryver, school of []-]
It is indeed now more than sevenhundred years ago since what has been named in legends the so-called "Purification". The island in the middle of the continent still holds the Sacred Tree, known as the Crystal Guardian. The thick mangrove forest still protects the gateway to the keeping of the Burning Amulet, also known as the Fire Emblem.
Many of the stories have faded, or have been heavily altered, leaving few of their original content. Most of the commoners found these stories of a legendary past to be a mere way of spending free time in bars...
But sometimes on very clear days, the Tree, hidden from the eyes, reflects countless of sunrays on it's crystal surface. If one is lucky, they catch a glimpse of this colourful beauty.
But the peace that lasted long on this land is being threatened. Goldoar, King of [ ], has been conversing with Renolf, king of []. Rumours say that they have been discussing a way to get their hands on the Fire Emblem. What they are up to, is unknown to anyone.
When the daughter of Renolf hears of this, she tells her son, Raven, to travel to the Sacred Tree, to make sure it remains safe. But Renolf doesn't like his grandson, and sends shady people after him.
Raven manages to fight them of together with his most trusted companions. Eventually they reach the three... but all seems okay. But what if the purpose of Raven's journey, without his mother's knowledge, was twisted to fit in the bigger plans of his grandfather? Raven's pure and slightly naïve heart holds the blood of Sybren, and is thus capable to unleash the chaos upon the lands... he is, however, unaware of this...
If by his mistake the lands are unleashed onto Chaos, he will need all the help he can get to fight it...