The Corruption.
 

 

No one knew where it had come from, or what had caused it.
 

 

Some claimed that it was a punishment from the Gods, whether to punish the peoples of the world for losing faith, for warring, no one could answer.
 

 

Others blamed those who used magic, claiming they had delved too deep into the
magics of the world. Or come too close to the powers of the Gods.

 

There were no answers.
 

 

As people died, and as cities and villages turned to ruin, conflict spread. Borders sprang up where none had existed, friend turned on friend, families were torn apart, and would-be heroes fell.
 

 

As the country collapsed in on itself, people fled, hiding wherever they could find sanctuary and waiting for the Corruption to come.
 

 

Courage failed, hope dwindled, and the Corruption spread.
 

 

Without answers. Without courage. Without hope.
 

 

Ergilad would fall.