- 1273. The first hint of war appears on the horizon with the arrival of a strange group of cloaked men in armor, much akin to the Romans of our world. For years they sit peacefully on native soil and never bother a living soul outside of their kind. At first, the Alfar (Fae) are weary of them, but overtime without an ounce of threat from the strange invaders their pensiveness falls away, and they begin to focus more on other matters.
In actuality, the foreigners laid in silence for years, waiting for the chance to strike.
1277. Their chance came four years later, in the form of a young man named Vallut Rahvad. Under his leadership, the false friends crept up in the night and began attacking villages one by one: murdering, raping, and pillaging wherever they went.
1279. After two years of making their way across the country, conquering every land they could, they were finally met with resistance. All the tribes (that had not been slain) gathered together to fight, surrounding them as they passed through the native town of Lugh, but utterly failed. They posed no contest against the Krali, what the foreigners took to calling themselves. As a result of their lost battle, the losing force were taken as slaves, and then eventually the rest of their kind.
1411. Current day. The Fae have melded into Krali life, forgetting even their own ancient language. Anyone who is anyone owns a slave, and it's deemed a normal way of life. A group of rebels have begun quietly gathering in the Evergreens, waiting for their chance to strike.
