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The History Of The Karkaje
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It was an era of darkness and desolation, when the armies of evil ravaged the forest. Even the mightiest oaks fell to orcish axes, and demonfire reduced sacred grove to ashen wasteland. One by one, the elvish havens were destroyed, the woodland folk butchered, and the magic of nature perverted and forgotten as every forest became a horror of death and decay. Every forest, save one:

The forest of Wildwood, whose branches caressed the sky, whose sunlit leaves shone like a beacon of hope to all the forces of good.

By day and by night, the legions of the dark horde crashed against its edges with their hellhammers, snarling and screaming. By day and by night, they were turned away by the wise and mighty elves of Wildwood. Yet each battle saw elven numbers grow fewer and fewer. As the elven high council watched their kin return less and less each day, it became clear to them: The elves alone could not hold the forest.

But who could aid them in their time of need? The armies of man squabbled and bickered amongst themselves as their great cities were smashed into ruin and rubble. The great dwarven halls lay abandoned, empty of glory as their people retreated deeper and deeper underground.

The high priests and priestesses prayed to the Great Mother, that she might lend her wisdom. The Great Mother answered thus:


IF YE SEEK TO PROTECT THIS FOREST
YE MUST REMEMBER ITS HISTORY
FOR IT IS THINE OWN

THE FOREST OF WILDWOOD WAS CREATED
AS SANCTUARY TO ALL
THAT ALL MIGHT FIND HERE REFUGE AND PEACE
AND POWER OVER ANY TROUBLE

BE THEY OF ELVEN BLOOD OR OTHER
WEAVE THEY ELVEN MAGIC OR OTHER
FOLLOW THEY ELVEN GOD OR OTHER

SEEK YE THEY WHO FOLLOW THEIR OWN PATH
SEEK YE THEY WHO SING THEIR OWN SONG
LEARN THEIR WAYS
EMBRACE THEIR SPIRITS

THEY ARE ALSO OF THE FOREST
IT WELCOMES THEM AS IT WELCOMES YOU
FOR THEY ARE ITS CHILDREN AS WELL
AND THEY SHALL DEFEND THEIR HOME WITH YOU

HEED MY WORDS
FOR WARRIORS OF ALL BLOOD MUST STAND TOGETHER
LEST THE BLOOD OF ALL WARRIORS STAIN THE EARTH



With hope renewed by the Great Mother’s words, the elves of Wildwood sought others who lived within its leaves. Indeed, they discovered many strange inhabitants. Nomads, outcasts, and wanderers of many cultures foreign to them had found their way to Wildwood.

The first of these was Khurbin Brodhur, a kobold who had left his tumultuous and violent homeland caverns for a life of serenity and enlightenment within the trees. The second was Briarbraid Ferecroft, a kendar who had come to the woods chasing adventure and revelry. These two had already become fast friends, and they brought out others of the forest: Mandovar O’Shadows, a chaos elf unknown even to his kin; Manic Andromeda, a marksman from distant lands; and Dr. Ziegfried, an eccentric tinker gnome seeking fame for his many bizarre inventions.

They were but five, unpredictable and wild, as different from each other as from the elves. Yet together they found kinship as brothers and sisters of the forest that had united them. To the elves, they proved their willingness to defend Wildwood, not with elven ways, but their own. Many times they would disappear in the thick of battle, only to return again behind the enemy lines, striking their foes down with ferocity unmatched.

They chose the name "Karkaje", a goblin word that meant “fearless insanity”, and dedicated themselves to the protection and preservation of not only the forest, but of all its many cultures. They fought to create a world where kinship would be found not through race, but through spirit. For as the Great Mother warned:

WARRIORS OF ALL BLOOD MUST STAND TOGETHER
LEST THE BLOOD OF ALL WARRIORS STAIN THE EARTH



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