Silencing the gods

Prologue

A long standing tension had been building up from the kingdom of Fraldrum, their king to whom his people hadn't been seen since his correlation ball he threw some odd ten years ago. So many were questioning his health and status, whether he was alive, dead, mad, or even just Human at all at this point. So many were turned away from visiting him, those who did enter his castle in Istabthrall were never to be seen again or if they did come back they never seemed to be the same.
Their eyes became dead, sunken circles in a skull as they would gaze out in cold blank stares as if reality was just out of reach and they were grasping on by threads. Speaking became a task, barely able to have words slip from cracked pale slivers of skin that no amount of water could clench.It was at this time that out of nowhere the king chose to go to war on their neighboring kingdom, the thriving lands of Zhorak. Next was the enslavement of Elven kin, torn from their villages and kept as house pets or used for their youth and natural beauty as brides and grooms to wealthy nobles. This was to shorten their lives and "taint" their bloodlines causing them to have weaker magick due to less connection with nature
by blood, though natural love between an Elf and another race wasn't frowned upon in many Elven cultures this became a shameful practice to humiliate them in the eyes of the new Human overlords.
Next was the Dwarves, sent back to their mountain homes of Kragspire to return to the earth's warm, yet dark and unforgiving tunnels of Mirat. The same tunnels that years before had been overtaken by Drow, fiends, and creatures beyond terrifying that no man in his right mind could face without fear. This was to prevent any further planning of rebellion as well as they
relied on materials the Elves would trade with them for their new inventions and Orc metals to strengthen their steels. The old Gods were banished, their places of worship burned and destroyed as if they never existed in the first place. Replaced by one singular being, one that ruled not by caring motherly and fatherly love with an iron fist and if opposed the men and women of his temple would kill those who refuse to follow. This had been brought from a failed rebellion of the non-human races, the Elves were the ones who led the charge; many villages had been ransacked from humans and their cities destroyed because of jealousy on the Human's part. They were ahead of their time, there once was a time where they had mechaines like no other had seen, carts that moved though with no horses, ships that floated on air
rather than water, and waterways that could supply crops for years. This was all due thanks to the ideas The Grey goddess had given them and her four children of the seasons helped develop. The Dwarves tended to be more secretive about their crafts, blacksmithing beyond any comparison that could rival the Orcs in durability and strength as well as brews that would knock even the toughest of men on their asses begging for no more rounds. Weapons that could fire stones piercing armor with ease and shot repeatedly with minor to no
failure between. Orcs had the advantage of hunting and taming of animals and although not seen as smart, they had armor that held its own against the Dwarven machines as well as superior battle tactics using numbers and their tamed animals to their advantage. The issue fell however, when the Elves had failed to collect accurate information on the Humans
they had assumed only around five thousand Human soldiers from those few who stood by their sides but had not realized that they had been betrayed. These individuals had been taught
the secrets of magic, the ways of taking nature and borrowing the powers it had kept inside by resonating one's own energies with it. These same Humans became the first of an order whose
only goal was to bend the magi to their will, calling themselves The Silver Blades.They would report back to their generals what they learned of magicks and then train magi to only become well in these few spells, unlike the Elves who mastered many due to longer lifespans, the main issue came when it was to reproduction. Humans had shorter lives than the Fae so they had to mate more frequently, giving them a higher population while Elves lived for centuries much like Dwarves so mating was seen as a special and rare occasion that only happened between two individuals or those who had many mates due to tradition in their culture.

When the day of the battle began they were greeted by not five thousand Human soldiers but fifth-teen thousand, whereas the non-humans had only ranged from seven to eight thousand. Many lives were lost and the few survivors had began to resent one another, the Elves no longer having their technology due to increased Human raids that left their society in ashes blaming the Dwarves for not giving enough cover. The Dwarves had been almost completely wiped out, their population was
low as it stood only mating with one partner for their century long lives, thus their craftsmanship had too almost died with them only being remembered through what little schematics and recipes that remained in their now abandoned underground ruins. Orcs had begun to fight among themselves once more, separating themselves into tribes being led by warlords, now only focusing on one of the few many arts they once held in their grasp. The King had never forgotten this war spreading lies of each race and even causing the High Elves to betray their own kin during the quelling of the few groups of the rebellion that had remained.

But like all things, this became normal with time.Hushed whispers of rebellion were leaking through the minds and ears of the people once again, yet they were horribly outmanned, out armed, and out trained. The very people who their once kind, gentle, and caring ruler had fought for so long to protect were slowly coming to resent him. Some said that he was no longer a man, others said there was an organization below the castle that pulled the strings behind the scenes yet there was no evidence to back these beliefs up. All the people knew that the time to act was now.