Huddled on the deck of the airship, the grey clouds rolling beneath you, the capital was still a days flight away. Teach pulled up a stool and passed around this hipflask. Somewhere in the hold below, clink toss and turned in the sweat soaked blankets. Irdizavonax cleared his through and began to speak.
Key pints:
- There are an unknown number of these scholars, who travel between planets, harvesting the living, its unclear where they come from.
- Following a harvest they then sow the seeds for the next harvest – each time a little different, with different variations. Tweaks. Maybe this cycle, there are no elves. Or perhaps no magic, or too much magic. Dwarves are 10ft tall with skin like ebony next, only to be covered in leaves in the subsequent cycle.
- At the end of each cycle, as the world grows and begins to blossom and look beyond its skys, they come. They feed. They grow. We are at one such moment now.
- The gemstone dragons fled from these scholars as they consumed their world many millenia ago, and scattered throughout the stars.
- They tried to stop the scholars last cycle. They managed to make it to the moon. No easy feat as you cannot teleport or shift there, due to the surrounding barrier. You need to physically pass through it.
- When they arrived, the found to their horror, that their psionics were useless. While a few arcane spells were known by them it was woefully insufficient and they were ultimately defeated in their neutered state
- The moon itself is a vessel for travel, a fortress and maybe more. While inside the moon, a scholar can respawn or regrown after defeat. Like a gargantuan phylactery. This is the reason Moros trapped his younger brothers Namthar and Kossos on the surface of Vaul. Unable to simply die and respawn anew they were trapped in a limbo of sorts – one petrified in stone, the other, harpooned to the ground.
- For this reason, the gemstone dragons had planned on destroying the moon to stop Moros returning, but were unable to venture beneath the first layer or so. Each layer was a period from Vauls history, a challenge, almost a dungeon itself to traverse. Moros lay at the centre. Most of the Dragons were defeated, some fled, and hid around vaul to escape the coming harvest.