When the world was young, the Anasazi
roamed the Earth. They were more than just a nomadic people, for they were
part of the world itself. Where the Anasazi roamed, plants flourished, game
was plentiful and the races of Earth thrived, as did peace among them.
But a shadow began to grow in the periphery of all the races. And soon,
Anger was given birth, followed by Hate and Malice. Colors began to mute
and weeds appeared in the world.
The Anasazi, though powerful as gods, could not adequately protect all the
peoples of the world. Soon armies were amassed, lines drawn and battles
begun. The world became at war with itself. No race of the Earth was safe,
even from itself.
For centuries the war raged. Gone from the knowledge of the world were the
High Arts, Trust and Compassion. In their place grew Weapon Smithing,
Dubiety and Indifference.
The wisest and most adept of the Anasazi was named Agot. Agot brought all
the Anasazi together, the first such meeting Time had ever witnessed. He
called upon the power of all of the Anasazi and built a castle three miles
high. Within its walls, a forge that drew upon the power of Earth's core
was constructed. It was time for the Anasazi to wage war against the
darkness that afflicted the races of the world. To this end, a mighty sword
was forged from the power of the Earth and of the Anasazi and the Sword of
Agot was born. A single sword with which to purify the world.
A Champion was chosen, cleansed by the Sword and known only as the First. He
was then given the Sword of Agot and told to ride all the lands of Earth,
striking all who he came in contact with. The First scourged the Earth and
purified all he came across for three hundred years. When he was done, he
returned and placed the Sword of Agot in the heart of the castle. With the
remaining power of the Anasazi, Agot sealed the castle to keep the races of
Earth safe from the temptation of power within.
The great castle slowly decayed into a mountain and became known as
Ancient's Keep. For seven thousand years, the world remained at peace and
the Sword of Agot passed into legend, secure in the heart of the mountain.
But the darkness was cunning and the First missed a few precious beings that
carried a shadow in their hearts. The shadow did not forget about the sword
or the castle and for seven thousand years planned and rebuilt its strength.
The Sword of Agot, the shadow decided, would be the vehicle with which to
reclaim the Earth. To this end, the shadow hoarded energy until it had
enough to cause the Earth to quake. The world trembled with such force that
that day was forever known as God's Shudder and the races of Earth knew fear
The quake caused a great split in the Earth and it cracked Ancient's Keep
open, exposing its heart. No longer relegated to the stories of myth and
legend, the presence of the Sword of Agot became known to all the races. No
kingdom could withstand whomever possessed such power, should it fall into
the wrong hands. So once again, armies were amassed and now a race was born
to find and secure the Sword. For the only certainty was that each kingdom
believed the only way it could be at peace was if it possessed the Sword of
Agot. Once again a shadow appeared in the periphery of the races.