I haven’t thought about this storyline for a while, so I’m approaching it from the start! New draft, with the support of Written? Kitten! How can I go wrong?
The ancient war of Trilla began with an omen in the sky; dazzling pink shards of another realm, soon to bring a rain of utter destruction and ruin on an established, peaceful planet. After the war Trillia’s society was reduced to ruins, it’s peoples sundered and demented by the impact of war with no ordinary force. The brilliant crystals hanging in the heavens represented none other than the Far Realm. The cosmic rotational churning of galaxies brought the Trillia system close enough to the cosmic gated far realm to breach it’s walls through asteroid impact, releasing the foulspawn within.
Foulspawn are malevolent, warped creatures, born out of pure insanity. Some believe that the centre of the far realm, where all foulspawn originate is a fragment sheared from the Elemental Chaos during the Dawn War, but of course none can say for sure, because even at the edge of the Far Realm, the maddening energies are enough to rend the strongest minds to bits. It is no wonder then, that even a brush with the edge of the Far Realm wrought devastation upon beautiful Trillia. Our tale begins with the omen in the sky: Razor pink crystals, brilliant and gleaming, heralding the end of peaceful times, and the council of Elder Dragons, the most powerful beings alive, sworn to protect the planet.