OKARTHEL
D&D multiverse
A world where all of creation fights to claim their position in the great wheel of the cosmos. A place where bloodlines grow stronger, or are wiped out of existence. A home where creation is tested. A world torn apart by war, constantly struggling for survival. All must prove their worth in the eyes of their creator. The War of Fire and Steel has begun.
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The world of Okarthel was created to expand the existing box set material produced by Dungeons & Dragons in 1994. I had named the unnamed world by 1995, and created the remainder of the entire world. I included the realms beyond the dragon isles of the COUNCIL OF WYRMS box set, and gave names to locations unnamed by races other than dragons. I then projected the worlds timeline further. The history of Okarthel was also fleshed out well beyond the available material, and its stories expanded past the box set. The material presented is wrote using a system I devised called CONTINGENCY, and is usable in any d20 based setting you wish. There is nothing saying the world of Okarthel cannot be altered to suit the needs of any ambitions DM/GM. I hope you enjoy the world as much as my many players have. It was a fun process building the rest of the world, and adding in more adventure.
FIRES OF CREATION
The birth of okarthel
When the cosmos was young, and mortals and gods alike lived among the surfaces of the multiverse. A massive orb of a world. One with a great planetary continent, birthed one of the most massive creatures ever to dwell. Dragons. Birthed from creation itself, these monstrosities knew no bounds of growth. No limits of power befell these creatures. There they sat, on the top of the world. The races of Okarthel viewed them as gods, once. Then the war of the bloodlines soon befell the world of Okarthel. Dragon slaying dragon, their sheer might leveling cities. Dragon blood filled the rivers and lakes, and soaked into the very ground that made up the world of Okarthel.
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When the creator finally returned to gaze upon his creation, to rejoice in the expected peace and leadership brought by his children, he was wrought with anger. The creator, as massive as the known world, drew back claw and hand and severed the worlds massive continent. The breath of the creator spewed forth magic and fury the world had never seen. The creators voice boomed so loudly, it brought mountains to rubble.
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"If it's blood you wish spilled, let it be mine!" As divine blood cascaded down onto Okarthel. This act forever binding the creator to the world. Dragon clans decimated, the children of the creator defiant of his influence, fell into war once again. "So be it" muttered the creator. In daylight, as well as in dream, IO the creator visited the world of Okarthel in aspect. He trained the mightest of champions, from every race and corner of Okarthel, to fight and kill dragons. The islands of Darakurik became their sacred ground. Day and night they lived to slay the great beasts known as dragons. "So far you have fallen my children, eager to claim the reward at the doors of creation. You shall not be welcome there. You must all be tested. You must all prove your worth to me. Your blood will be your undoing. You must be more than you are. You must choose to be more. You not only have each other to fear. There are those defiant of your rule. They too must be tested. This is my will." With but a blink the breath of IO covered the island continents known as the blood isles. The War of Fire and Steel had begun.