UO Roleplay Lore
Welcome to the UO Roleplay's Shard Lore Compendium.
Please take a moment to read the credits and thanks at the bottom of this page.
The Beginning of Time
In the beginning of it all, she was there. Sitting before you upon an alabaster throne, carved by her own hand, tempered by the memories of her loss and pain, a woman peers back through forlorn eyes. She had been the first, and she had been the last. As eons of time passed, the once fine and delicate features Faded, becoming lost in the sands of an endless landscape for which one day, unbeknownst to her, she simply arrived.
As she closed her eyes for what she imagined would be the last time, a single note of music rang out in the distance, far across the barren landscape, so far it could barely be recognized, called out. Her eyes sprang open, invigorating her hopes. She vaulted to her feet and began running with unbelievable speed. As she moved across this desolate landscape, it began to change, for the first time in what had been an eternity. The changes were small at first, but with each step she took, the land began to quake, growing more and more intense with each passing step from the one before it. The hope in her eyes had been renewed. She finally reached the entrance to a great forest. Within a clearing at the center sat an ancient alabaster throne, and she had a revelation. She approached the throne and sat upon it, breathing a great sigh of relief. With a smile she turned her gaze onto the first of her creations and bestowed upon it a name, "Ilaria."
Her voice reverberated around the new world, and life erupted from the ground, and fell from the trees. These creatures became the wildlife and beasts that would grow to inhabit the lands forevermore. She laughed, surprised at the elements of this new nature and how it rejoiced in her love. Upon that throne her understanding was deep, so then it occurred to her that new life be born. Reaching down into the surface of the soil, she produced two lumps of clay. With careful deliberation, she used her hands to mold and carve the clay into figures, enjoining them at the palm, and laid them in the sun to dry. She pinched her fingers over the ears of these new figures, making them pointed. The clay then became dry and hardened, and she picked them up and pushed the essence of her life-giving power within their lungs, birthing the first Elves. For centuries, she and her creations would dance in the beautiful forest together.
As time wore on, eventually her creations began to pair, creating children of their own. An acceptance swooped over her as her creations started to become more independent. She had realized it was time for her to leave, and thus she decided to ascend into the heavens to start anew. She would leave this world, and create a new place, a place for her to create her own family, one where she could have love, friendship, children, and joy. With a smile and a nod, this gracious goddess left our world and retired to her own, leaving her creations to their own devices, and leaving them with the gift of magic, so they might have help controlling the world in her absence.
Welcome to UORoleplay and the world of Ilaria.
Credit where credit is do
This Custom Lore was painstakingly developed between the combined efforts of many staff members and players. There are so many people to thank it's hard to list them all... so thank you all!
