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Long ago the world belonged to Dwarves. They built cities of stone and conducted themselves with wisdom and foresight. They were friends with the mystic creatures of the vast primordial forests, and the sun set upon harmony for eons untold. Then came the Worm. Now the days of the Dwarves’ glory are behind them. Once they created wonders whose like the world had never seen. Now they huddle in a few fortresses and human cities and wait for the end of the world. The day of the dwarf has gone, never to return. They remember the elder days and the glory of what once was mocks them. Perhaps the Worm known as Ouroboros was there at the beginning. Perhaps not. With her coming began the time of fire and fear and eons of warfare unheralded, for the Gates of Hell were opened and gods fought demons for supremacy. Dwarves and Elves and all the blessed races were caught in between, used as pawns in games of cosmic dominance. Finally, it came to pass that the son of the Worm, the Horned God Danzig conquored the world and ruled it with his left hand black. A shadow passed across the sun. This was the Time of the Winter Dark. It felt like the end of time. It was to last a thousand years. Then the Winter Dark gave way to the Age of Heroes. Great lords of Sword and Spell brought war to the Horned God’s armies and in time they were defeated and it was left to the Race of Man to pick up the pieces of a broken world, which they called “Neradia”. Yet still the Worm Ouroboros feeds upon her tail and her children crawl forth from their lairs amidst the bowels of the earth.
