Cosmogony

See also: Lore

The Hexatheon and Their Divine Host

It is said that, in the beginning, the Six fought side by side with mankind. Even so, the deities themselves seldom appeared before mortals, and instead sent loyal servants to convey their divine will to the Oracle. These servants are known as the Messengers, and they number twenty-four. (Taelpar)

The Oracle

In the distant past, Bahamut, the Draconian, descended to the mortal realm and graced the people of Tenebrae. From among them, he handpicked a pious maiden and bestowed upon her the power of the Stars and his trident. Using these gifts for the good of all, she became the first Oracle--she who joins heaven and earth. (Wiz)

The Covenant

The earliest accounts of covenants are found in ancient tomes dating back to the time of the Cosmogony, some two millennia ago. According to such tomes, the rites are a means by which the Oracle summoned forth the gods, that she might make the will of mortals known unto the divine. (Lestallum)

The Revelation

Trials by which the Six grant their blessing are first mentioned in ancient tomes dating back to the time of the Cosmogony, some two millennia ago. Revelations left great devastation in their wake, with entire cities being laid to ruin, and people saw them as tests of their faith. (Hunter)

The Crystal

There once lived a man, born a mortal but blessed with powers divine. Conjuring a collection of glaives, he dispelled the darkness plaguing our star. As a reward for his efforts, the gods granted him a holy stone--the Crystal, which he was to guard at all costs, for it would one day choose a King to see us through the coming disaster and lead us to salvation. (Maghoo)

The Ring

Before falling into eternal slumber, the Six bequeathed unto man one last treasure: a ring. Yet who among us was fit to possess this gift of the gods? After some time, the ring was transferred to the hands of a man blessed with powers divine, ultimately developing the mark identifying one fit to rule. (Tenebrae)

15:2, "Nadir"

O'er rotted Soil, under blighted Sky, a dread Plague the Wiked has wrought. In the Light of the Gods, Sword-Sworn at his Side, 'Gainst the Dark the King's Battle is fought. From the Heavens high, to the Blessed below, Shines the Beam of a Peace long besought. "Long live thy Line and this Stone divine, For the Night when All comes to Naught." (Caem)