The Order of the Elders/History

The History of the Elders

The texts containing the history of the Elders are not yet complete. Additional works and the history of the Order will be made ready toon.

The Arrival of the Elders

Copied thus is a piece of the Book of Ancients, translated by Thraymn Astair, the words taken down by his personal scribe Jess Matail. What is scribed here is but part of a whole, and should be regarded as no more than a beginning - the start of the faith we know as the Order, as written by those whose footsteps we follow.

And thus did the Old World - Midgard, by name - come to an end, both the mortal world and the higher realm of Asgard consumed by Ragnarok, the apocalypse. it came for everyone, and spared none, from low-born peasant to highest God, all were touched, and forced to battle. The skies burned, and seas rose, encasing the world in clouds of ash and drowning everything and everyone upon its surface.

Who won the battle does not matter. It is better to say only that those Gods who were left were left above a dead world, ash stretching from horizon to horizon, with not even the tallest mountain peak breaking the surface of the hungry oceans. Of the Gods themselves, there lived only five, two of which had been greviously wounded in the terrible battle.

Odin, in His wisdom, knew that Asgard could not survive above the shattered and now frozen world, and thus cast His realm into the blackness to drift towards the night stars, knowing, in His eternal Wisdom, that another world could be found and called home.

They drifted through space for a hundred years, and then, after another 9 days, came to this world, drawn through the stars by the conflict found here, so like Midgard used to be. Settling again in the heavens, Odin gazed down upon us, as Thor found His place among the clouds and set the wind whispering news of Their arrival.

So did I meet the Lord of Thunder, atop the mountains of my homeland, and listened as Odin spoke to me of the times to come. Thus began our faith within the mountains there, with a gift of blood, and the Voice of Asgard.

The Founding of the Anicent Order

Translated from the Book of the Ancients, the following text describes the beginnings of the Order, and the rise to power within the lands. What is scribed here should be regarded as only a piece of the larger story - an insight upon the beginnings of the Order, as written by those whose footsteps we follow.

Odin has guided my footsteps through the past months, and more and more, the plan he works upon begins to clear in my mind. A stronghold has been built deep within these mountains, named Hawl, and it is from here that the Order will expand its edges, offering protection and truth in this land of faithless and bandits. I have met with two southern rulers already, one lording over a prosperous city upon the shores of the bay to the south, past the mines of Razt, and another to the east, a city in the lowlands between the mountains called Palnas.

With their assistance and allegiance to the Elders, the regions around us become more ordered, the population beginning to request the Priests' blessings upon crops, and visit the small shrines we've begun constructing in the area.

Odin, I ask you continue to guard my tongue in these dealings; it seems so far that I cannot step wrong, for it seems no matter the words I speak, it is impossible to break the faith these leaders have placed in me, and the Elders. Every request I make carries weight, and every strategy that is brought to the table has met with approval from the lords. I hope soon to see the entire south embracing the Elders, for there are still several holds south of Masahackon that are held by bandit lords who enjoy terrorizing the population rather than working with them.

I pray to Hildr that the men going to free those lands meets with success, and my heart hurts that I cannot travel with them. Tonight, I will offer my blood to Odin and Hel, that their souls will be protected in the journey south, and the bandits will be destroyed.

They must be successful. Blessed by the Elders, they can be nothing but successful.

Translated by Thraymn Astair, scribed by Jess Matail.