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The History of the Drennon


A long time ago the Drennon race were peaceful magic users that used their magic for good. They specialized in bring things back to life. They often replenished the earth after battles took place, healing its land that got destroyed by the weapons of war. They never picked a fight with anyone and were always willing to heal any fallen creature, whether it good or evil. Their heal ability was none throughout the lands, and they were known as Ultargians. Their warriors rarely ever fought so they trained rigorously to be able to protect the groups. These warriors were known as Godhands. Their ability to control magic compared only to the gods. Then, after the great Drennon healer, Tur Neken, lifted a curse off of a band of knights who cursed to die a terrible death by the gods. The gods were furious and scared that a creature that walked the earth had as much power as them. So instead of punishing the healer the gods decided to punish the whole race by taking away their magic abilities. After that it made the Drennons the same humans. The Drennons did not know what to do after that so they slowly started learning how to raise food and farm so they could survive. The gods impressed by the Drennons strive to live and not complaining. Then one day a power hungry warlord demanded the Drennons join him and give him their healing abilities. The Drennon told him the truth and he called them liars and planned an onslaught of the entire race. When he returned, a great surprise awaited him. The Drennon had all left for safety but the warlord would not let them escape so easily. His army raced towards the Drennons direction hoping to catch them by nightfall. But nightfall came and the Drennon were nowhere to be seen, so he set up camp. After their camp was set up and things were settling down. A band of 40 Godhands raced from their positions charging the camp killing everything that moved, but not without retaliation. The warlord?s army killed all but three of the godhands who happened to retreat to safety and make it. The warlord confused by this action ordered his men to get ready to move. They headed north still as they sat on top of a hill they look down on the sleeping Drennon race. Full charge they hurtled every obstacle in their way. Charging through the Drennon camp striking and cutting everything they could reach. The Drennon in a panic raced in every direction. The warlord gave his instruction to hunt everyone of them down. But before they could even start the attack the three Godhands appeared in front of the 200 hundred some soldiers. The Godhands looked different but the warlord could not pick it out. The godhands stood with the moonlight draped behind them as their armor brilliantly shined like a weapon of the heavens. Their armor almost looked like it was shifting on their bodies and the design, so intricate. The warlord charged the three godhands and when he approached their armor looked as if it was alive. It twisted and entangled itself around their bodies. Then the godhands quickly moved as their armor tore through the knight?s armor turning their own armor into a coffin of metal shrapnel spikes. Three Godhands defeating an entire army how could this be?


The Gift of Armor


The Godhands that retreated ran into forest, were they planned on hiding. But after much traveling in the forest they came upon a white fountain shrine. Then a bright light appeared to them as it simmered down a god floated down to them. It told them that their fate was a sad story and the god pitied them. It then presented three armors, one for each godhand. These armors were forever remembered as the ancient armors. The first armor given was called Baroroque, it had the ability to cut through any material that it was put against and it give the wearer the ability of super speed and super strength. The second armor was called Strife, this armor gave the wearer the ability to control dark aura. Anything this armor came across that was powered by light would be decimated. This armor had the power to slay gods and raise the dead demons and angels that have ever fallen. The third armor was called Kries; this armor was forged in the heavens and the pits of hell. It is created using the bones of fallen angels. It gives the wearer the ability to resurrect themselves and to instantly kill things that don?t have protection from dark or white magic. It also heavily damages dark and light creatures. The god said that these armors are at a basic level and that they will grow stronger the more you use them and unlocks their mystery. Returning to all the Drennon who were terribly frightened by the godhands, realizing that this power was something unseen by their race. As soon as the Drennon returned to their city, scientist studied the armor taking in every note of it trying to recreate it. But every time they failed getting closer and closer each time. But each armor they created always ended up falling apart. Till one scientist accidentally discovered a way to keep the armor together. Then the Drennon metal era rose. Drennon everywhere started created armor. Some very exceptional armor was created but on the same note some awful armor was created armor so bad that it injured the wearer. The Drennon race rose in strength and they started gaining magic powers back, abling them to create magical armor. They trained with their armors day after day. Fighting tournaments started taking places and heroes began to rise. And things seemed to be as normal as ever, until humans were reintroduced.


History Repeats Itself


The Drennons had not forgot what humans once did to their race. And the humans interested by the Drennons ability took notice of the race once again. Humans greedy and conniving wanted the Drennon power as their own. But as before the Drennons were unable to give their powers to another race without research. The humans gave them al the time they wanted and a great friendship was reached between Drennons and humans. Suddenly an evil army arose that sought out to destroy the humans. The humans sent for help to every race they could find but only one race returned their call for help. As the Drennons approached the battlefields of the undead army they all look forth with their bonds of loyalty strapped hard to their bodies. The Drennons and humans then put forth the most brilliant battle ever before seen in history.
Once the battle ended and the humans were safe things were normal. But as stories spread throughout the land the humans got jealous and wanted fame. But no fame was given to the humans, for their fighting compared nothing to the style of the Drennons. So the humans built giant machines of war and prepared to invade the Drennons cities and kill all of them. But once again the Drennon fled but this time they fled to the mountains seeking protection from the dragons of the mountain. Since then the Drennon and dragons has been the only friendship of races that has ever work. No greed or conniving behind each other they both just lived their lives as peaceful and as dignified as their bonds of loyalty let them.


Venturing Outside the Mountain

After being stuck in caves in the mountains some Drennon decided to venture the world in search of stronger armor that was left behind. On doing that they became strong and eventually formed a city that could protect itself. The Drennon were tired of wars ending in Drennon retreating they swore to hold their grounds against any enemy that stood against their cities. After awhile cities started to grow on the outskirts of the city until The Drennon were strong enough to resist any attack. The location of this city is the greatest kept secret of the entire Drennon race. But great journeys started taking place to find the ancient armors but none succeeded except for one group. A master swordsman, a human healer and an armor master. They together conquered the evils that held the armor Kries in it?s earthly grave. But still two more ancient armors are still out there.These armors could make a Drennon almost unstoppable; we can hope that their purpose is good.