…And lo did the ancient Var’e recede from the periphery, their realm beset by the Adoyn’de. Following the path through the doorways of light which had brought them to the outward lands the retiring ancestors of Fanto fled the darkness. With them followed knowledge and peace, tranquility and civility as the peoples of the Dev’er Var’e were taken from the light by the P’tok. Thus became the dark times in which a thousand upon thousand peoples rose and fell in the darkness. Some of these are known by relics, others by myth and legend, and others still forgotten to all but the abyss. The ancient writs of Dev’er lore bespake of the Var’e exodus, and into these pages are recorded those tales.
Spoken by word then inscribe upon stone and finally gold, imbued with the essence of ancient magicks the exodus was foretold and inevitable (5th and 7th Chronicle) but the event regardless wrought discord and panic. Those most close to the Var’e, knowing of their plans to depart strove to join the elders of Fanto upon their exodus. The Var’e though powerful and vast in knowledge were not able to protect all from the ravages of the P’tok, and it is said that only 1 in a thousand-thousand were spared the yoke of P’tok oppression. The fortunate, though small in number but large in hope and prescient in mind, did use their proximity to the Var’e to hide and preserve much knowledge to be held in trust for the taken.
Satisfied that all that could be done to mitigate the coming fall into darkness had been done, the prescient ones ascended upon golden flame across the vast ocean. It is told that their final gift would be markers along a great and treacherous path for those who survived the darkness to follow. And so the darkness fell and the land was rendered moist in blood as those abandoned were taken from the light by the P’tok, beating their fists against their chests in anguish, clawed and grasped at the golden flame until it was visible no more. And lo, when the elder ones fell from view over the vast horizon did the P’tok cheer their king Adoyn’de for the Var’e had been banished and the ancestors of Dev’er were made chattel…
…As the tumult and bloodletting washed the land over millennia, Fanto, a powerful deity of calm sent his first incarnation Zor’de, and like a green oasis in an unrelenting and dispassionate desert, kept alive the knowledge of the Var’e, passing it from generation to generation as the 7500 years of P’tok passed and Adoyn’de watched with relish as hate and discord reigned in his name. So did Zor’de and his scribes keep hidden and preserved the ancient ways until Lanack did arrive and seeing the time was right, for the P’tok, over 6 millennia, had grown arrogant and aloof in the stewardship of their holdings…
…With the P’tok fled, their yoke of oppression thrown off after a 100 years of bloody revolt, did Lanack teach from the archived lore preserved though the ages by the previous incarnations of Fanto…