A War in the Clouds

They say, that on that day, there was a war in the clouds.

The Red brothers and Gold brothers gathered in the hundreds, once again battling for territory of the harsh norther lands. Scales like iron turned tooth and nail. Gouts of fire gave birth to children of the sun. The blood of ancients fell like rain, and burned the earth below. It was when the violence and terror had reached it's apex that he appeared.

He appeared to them as a man, with a winged cloak of blue flame. His skin was golden, and his eyes burned like all the fires of hell. The beating of his wings snuffed the clouds from the sky, and the dragons grew fearful. Even they could feel the heat from this blue fire. These beings that bathed in lava, and drank the boiling sea. They could feel the heat from his flames.

"Brothers of sky and fire. Children of the Allcaster. Guardians of the North. This land is falling. Our borders are consumed by black chaos daily. The final battle is at hand. This goes beyond your vie for land. This goes beyond the color of your scales. It is life and order versus a chaotic nothingness that will end All That Is. You will fight for life, or your history will forever end. Your hoards will fade away, and your flames will be extinguished. So turn your fires towards the heart of our enemy. Fly as one to the desert oasis, and leave this petty war for one that will create our future."

And with that he took wing to the heavens. He flew through the azure sky, until a doorway was burned into existence. A gate to the realm of Draconic Fire. It closed behind him and suddenly the earth was a very cold place. There were no debates. The dragons turned south, and they flew.

The Birth of Fire

Fire, like many instruments of nature, is a misunderstood concept.

In the cold and savage time, during the dawn of races, fire stood as the ultimate symbol of power. Those who had fire ruled, and those who wanted it followed. Those who learned it's secrets were viewed like Gods.

Little did the children of All That Is know, where once great fields and rivers stood, now only a wasteland of sand and stone exists. Fire was the hammer that forged the very structure of their world. The birth of Kogane, the Allcaster, was accompanied by towering inferno of blue fire that stretched from ocean to ocean. Some land flourished, mended by the sacred blood of the other Ancient Gods, but that which did not, stands as a symbol of the flames true power. To wash clean. To carve and sculpt. To purify.

Some say the fire came from a giant golden egg, from which Kogane was born. Others say when he descended from the heavens as a dragon, his body was twisted and destroyed by his own flame, into that of a man. Others swear that he was once a holy man, walking the world lost and cold, until he came across the ancient draconic spirits of fire, on its death bed. In a final act of divine grace it breathed it's last breath into him, making him the new child of flame, and keeper of the dragons secrets.

None of these are true to the actual events that transpired during the dawn of All That Is, but they all hold a candle of truth. Each one lights the tapestry of history with a different glowing source, and only when one can see the whole picture by more than one light, can one truly understand the will of the Gods.

The masses

The Tauren formally known as "The Beef", the hulking figure known as the god of war, Xios Blackhorn was silhouetted against the fiery blue background of the temple of the former 'Gods of Bastian'. He had not been a conscious god long, it seemed only weeks since they had created the new world, but he was getting used to it. As he rode through town earlier, dragging a mass of the former false gods through, he could feel his power swelling as he was apparently gaining followers. The feeling was swelling now as the temple was crumbling behind him and the leader of the former gods was kneeling before him. He could see it in the eyes of the masses, they were converting to him and his companions.

It was easily the best feeling he had ever felt.

...and he wanted more.