Chronicles of the World of DaoTyr

Randgrim, Lord Runepriest of Ba’Hyde.

Matt’s Figure. Matt’s figure painting. Click to Enlarge

Emma’s character. Matt’s figure painting. Click to enlarge

Argaron grew up in a small farming section of Mirataun with his parents and 3 younger brothers, Olmeron, Asteron, and Bandon. Born of unusual height, even for a Minotaur, the 8′ 9″ Argaron seemed a perfect fit in the military. He joined a Birashetec Minotaur hoarde at 15. He rose the ranks quickly with supreme focus until he was the youngest sergeant of an army that worshiped Baphomet and indiscriminately destroyed those of all other races in Orsolon for military power. But when he was ordered to torture then kill a family of dwarves in Fahrib because they supposedly held information important to the Minotaur armies, he couldn’t. He felt like a pawn in their game of mindless destruction and finally wanted to think for himself. He left the army in secret and at age 23 traveled back to his hometown to live with his family for a while. He worked sowing the fields of his family farm and learned how to live peacefully. In that time, he found a love and got to know his 3 younger brothers better than he had before. He married a younger Minotaur woman (Klaris, 18 Argaron, 26) and they produced a son Garon. At 28, he grew bored with this peaceful lifestyle and when an old army friend came to his house asking him join in on an adventure, he couldn’t decline. He grabbed his executioner’s ax, and headed out, leaving his wife and son fully expecting to return home after only a few weeks. What he didn’t know when he left was that his wife was pregnant with a daughter. It has been 2 years since he’s seen his family and he misses them terribly, but circumstances keep him from making it home. Meanwhile, his wife Klaris struggles to support herself, Garon (now 4), and their 1 1/2 year old daughter, Larise that Argaron doesn’t even know about yet. Klaris is frustrated and angry with him for leaving, but misses her partner greatly and prays to Kord to return her husband safely. Nightly, Argaron prays for the safety of his family and his swift return home, though unfortunately, his work is not yet finished. Working with Alabashan, a captain of the true Mirataun army, not the hoardes, he hopes to destory the hoardes that plague their own people.He hopes that once his mission is complete, his wife and son will be so proud of him that they’ll forgive him for being away for so long.

In the stony landlocked wastelands to the Northeast, almost a thousand miles from the cultural Orsolon hub of Fahrib, are the bleak, well protected Canyons of Lodo Shyan. In this almost impenetrable terrain hides an unassuming, long-forgotten people who choose attunement over progress.  These halflings known as the Lyssai have kept to themselves, and their deeply monastic traditions, for almost fifteen hundred years.  Their ability to defend themselves from the roving dwarven barbarians and encroaching goblin hordes has stemmed from their careful, patient and pacifistic study of the original power of the Bonatian Circle, using no invasive magic or even weapons.

The high priest of Lodo Shyan came slowly to sense a need in the West, a purpose, and felt the Lyssai must at long last reach out.  Where some leaders with this sense may have sent a diplomatic party, or even an army, he called upon Shni, a young monk student, to go forth to the lands of the seas.  As he anointed Shni’s shoulders with the traditional markings of power, he assured his wary pupil that he would recognize his purpose when he came across it.

There is a lot of ironic contradictions inherent in how one describes the lands of Orsolon: it is one of the newest governments in the world and also the home to some of the oldest cultures.  Many of these ancient cultures do not live in the equally ancient cities that define the land, but rather exist as nomadic societies, scraping together existance from a time, some 40,000 years ago, when AlNaybab, the once and returned king, orignally ruled.

At over 200,000 citizens, the City of Copper and Light, Fahrib, is by far the largest City in Orsolon, Daotyr’s eastern most country.

Lord Akalthus Wyjern is the returned lord of Orsolon, the kingdom of his founding. Akalthus is the dragongod Alnaybab, also the avatar of Lendys, now mortal upon the face of the Earth. 25 years ago, when Akalthus arrived, flowers bloomed in his footprints as he walked and the starving city of Fahrib became a waelthy, central hub of commerce.

The Eastern lands of Orsolon are widely varied in envrions and culture. The Dark elven tower of Anthroilt (above, left) represents a marginal society of people who have had a difficult time integrating in the pluralist nations of the surface world. The Wilderness of Gala (above, upper right) is an alien world of blistering heat and full of strange predators. Large Bolsonai (above, lower right) are employed by many nomadic peoples across the region.

The lush wilds of Gelejsa are the ancestral home of a tribe of Goliath people called the Stonewoughs.

The Desert City of Pacon is one of the oldest settlements on Daotyr and home to the Wizards in Gray, the Alityme Orders, planewalkers.

Alamoniss, the castle of glass and rain is the home of the Githzerai.

The gate of Ba’Hyde protects one of the oldest Dwarven cultures in the world. The Goblins of the Far Forests are as tall as men and as strong as apes. The men of the Amolo grasslands are ruthless and cunning warriors.

The labyrinthine cliffs of Mirataun, homelands of the Birashatec Minotaur clans. The largest minotaur peoples in the world.

The Sundown Peaks keep the inlands of Orsolon dry and protected from the weather of the sea.

Psionics, or the Powers of the Bonatian Circle,  are the original magic of Daotyr. These mental magics were lost to the peoples of the world for many thousands of years and now with the return of the dragongods, young people and old, of all races, across the globe are manifesting these huge powers. The Gray robes and the Dark elves of Orsolon are spending huge amounts of resources in the quick study of these magics and those who potentially do not understand the powers at their command.