Theme war3

The Great War began then. Humans, elves, and dwarves rallied together, but too slowly. The Necromancer's forces were greater than we could have ever imagined, and he had gathered many of his dark brothers to him. The Years stretched on, fighting causing heavy losses on both sides, but the forces of White Magic being pushed ever back. Soon, few places were still free from the evil. Our final forces rallied in the Citadel of Mitrill, where the Stone of the Gods was kept.

I do not know if we won or lost the Great War. I do not think anyone won at all. Finally the dark forces came against us. We held out long, but soon the fighting was in the citadel itself. The Necromancer himself came to fight, seeking to capture the Stone. That was the true turning point, the end of our era, and the beginning of a new one.

In the final battle, which I can recall no details but the result, the world was nearly destroyed. The decision was reached to destroy the Stone, rather than let its powers fall solely in the Necromancer's hands. But, we were too confident. Why did we ever think we could destroy what the Gods had created? The final battle between the White Mages and the Necromancer was in the very chamber of the Gods. Realizing what we planned, he struck out at us, using powerful spells meant to drain our energy, and our very souls.