Our Story
Everything was quiet in the Mountains of the Northern peninsula of the region of Valid. The hidden caves remained hidden, the hidden peoples forgotten by the World at large.
Then everything changed.
The Droben people, my people, the Rock people, were discovered by the many races Of Valid.
The caves had always been our refuge, hidden away from the prying eyes of the Outside world, away from the wars that raged between the Triad of the Gods. There Was a time when all of the Droben race were united in the belief of all three Gods, after the time of prophecy, but before the fundamental split, that opened The rift between the Droben peoples, the tragedy that led some of the Droben Brotherhood to follow the other God's Foret or Darden, each denying the other Two Gods that had brought balance to the Droben way of life. We, on the other-hand Tried to remain in isolation, peaceful outcasts, and demons in the eyes of man.
Isonia was our choice, if war must be brought to our people then we would follow the Goddess of the sword
The discovery of my people came in the early winter of the year D1472 of the Droben calendar. Many of the younger more eager Droben youths had ventured into The outside world, as they travelled, myths and stories found their way back to The surface. Eventually someone would come and find us. And that is exactly what Happened.
Search parties entered the mountains, to search for the mythical people. First one, Then ten, then a hundred parties of all the known races flooded the mountains, and Found the droben caves.
We did not ask for this war to be brought to us, but we will not sit back and allow Our mountains, our home to be ravaged and destroyed by the wars of your land. The Nubash will wait at the arches into the caves, beyond them will stand the Opulents, The Bunar and the Ingin. Waiting for you to come again. The Shakes, so fragile, so Tiny, so silent have never before left our mountain homes, but now they will come Amongst you as you have come amongst us, they will bring back your secrets, your arts Of war, and we will learn from them.
We were happy to live in peace in our small range of mountains. Now however we must Chose to fight or be destroyed. The Mountains are Droben, all of them, and we shall Have them returned to us.
Ruark - Megalith of the Mountain People.