In one short night our greatest city, Kor-Avul-Thar was destroyed. Every Khemrir, from the old to the young slaughtered. Their bodies piled high and burned outside the gates of the city.
The same was done at Klatrmadon. The scenes were too terrible to contemplate.

Our hatred for the Darklings knew no bounds they had slaughtered our people and we were determined to have revenge. Yet any attack that was mounted against them was simply repulsed without significant effort on the part of the Darklings. Our impotence made our rage greater and it was not till much later we discovered that in none of those attacks against the Darklings was a single Khemrir life lost.

It took years and another war before we realised the depths of our own stupidity although this time not with the Darklings but with a foe that brought us to the brink of destruction.

Now looking back, we can see that is was our own foolish meddling that brought the T’cra to our beloved world. We believed ourselves to be supreme and that all knowledge was rightfully ours to claim and through the T’cra we learned a painful lesson that we should have left well enough alone. The Darklings had tried to teach us this lesson twice before but we refused to listen, refused to put aside our own arrogance and look at things how they truly were.

It was us that experimented in travelling across the plains, once we had mastered that we moved on to trying to get to what was outside the plains. This was not a simple process by any means and it took many decades of experimentation before we succeeded and then suddenly our first research post disappeared beneath the waves as if it had never existed. We repeated the experiments in Kor-Avul Thar and Klatramadon and again as soon as we succeeded the Darklings erased the populations of those cities from existence. Why could we not see this for the warning it was.

I am one of the few Khemrir who know that the Darklings did try and contact us to get us to stop our planar exploration before it was too late but I also know that in the depths of our arrogance we believed them to be jealous of our successes and did not listen.

Now we live on the brink of destruction, and have caused the death of the entire Kraan race. We let the T’cra out and we cannot deal with what we released.

Again when things were at their worst the Darklings came to us and asked us not to close the portal we had opened to the Mendac but even then we did not listen and we shut it to attempt to steam the tide of T’cra flooding in to the world. Instead we left those trapped here with no place to go and we had no way of containing them.

We were great but we never truly achieved wisdom.

When the gods came to be, the Khemrir of the Void were furious. How could the mortal races have abandoned the wisdom of the Khermrir. How dare they follow the teaching of another after all the effort and time the Khemrir had given them.

Those of the Void were always volatile but this lead them to a crusade against the gods. For many a year they rode out and slaughtered all those they could find who worshipped the Gods. This drove the mortal races to fear the Khemrir rather than revere them. This in turn made the mortal races pray even harder to their Gods for protection.

Before this time the Gods had been distant entities who did not interfere directly with the mortals who worshipped them but with such an increase in the faith of their followers they felt it was time.

For the first time they granted the mortals access to use their power. To cast spells that would heal wounds or cause harm to foes. To protect their followers from harm and to attack those who would seek to do harm.

At first all the mortals worked together, each God granting its followers powers in keeping with its influence and together the mortals managed to fight off the Khemrir of the Void and keep them at bay.

However as time passed and without a common enemy to unite them the followers of different Gods began to bicker amongst themselves, do debate which was the right God to worship. Seeing these divisions the Khemrir of the Void rallied and attacked again but the mortals once again banded together to beat them back.

Again the mortals fell in to bickering and disputes between faiths and before too long a war had broken out between two of the faiths over who was right and who was wrong.

The Khemrir of the Void watched the fighting between the faiths and wondered. Was there a different way they could get rid of the Gods…..