The Mythology of Ozara

Long, long ago, there were only the stars. And one of these stars was named Strae, and Strae was lonely.

She reached out into the darkness and pressed the void into form, and gave it the name Korvuruul. And so Korvuruul was the first of dragons, and the greatest of them, and he twined himself around Strae, and he was her closest companion.

Together, Strae and Korvuruul stirred the darkness around them and it became a world. But this world was empty and featureless, and so Strae gave this new world water, and Korvuruul breathed air out across its surface, and from this air and water sprang life, and it spread across their world and made it lush and beautiful. This air and water became the first daughters of this new world, the twin goddesses Niya and Jiya, and the four walked on the earth together, and all was at peace, and Strae looked down upon it all as the warm sun during the day, and the cool moon at night.

In time, though, Strae looked at her world and thought it empty. She wanted to give it purpose and life and meaning, and so she scooped up earth and stones from beneath her feet, and she pulled hairs from her own head, and she mixed it all together and scattered it across the world. Where her hairs fell they became the long-lived elves, and the stones became the dwarves with their love for the earth and their skill with their hands, and the earth became the ambitious and adventurous humans, and they thanked Strae for their creation, and the four gods looked down upon them, and loved them. 

Such a beacon of light as Strae’s new world cannot exist in the nothingness forever without drawing attention, however, and from outside the world came another, and he was the darkness as Strae was the light, and he came to be called Kun, and he looked on Strae’s world and her companions with envy, as he could not create as she did.

Kun reached into the minds of Strae’s children and twisted them, leading them towards himself, but Korvuruul saw what he was doing and pulled him into the light. Their battle shook the world, and devastation reigv ned across Strae’s world, and in the places where their blood hit the earth came forth Raega, Nevris, Vashka, and Kheil, and though they were not truly of the light or the darkness, they had in them Korvuruul’s love for Strae’s creation, and so they stood as protectors of all the races in the world.

Korvuruul wounded Kun, but the darkness struck the great dragon in the heart, and so Strae’s oldest and closest companion died. Despite her sorrow, Straw knew she could not fight Kun, lest the world and children she loved be destroyed, so she allowed the darkness to retreat, wounded and with his power greatly diminished. And Niya and Jiya touched the body of Korvuruul where he lay, and the earth rose up around him, and he was embraced by it, and as all the gods watched he became one with Strae’s creation, and the goddess mourned her friend.

And where Strae’s tears fell sprang up new life, but this life was not pure and beautiful like the goddess’ earlier creations. Born of sorrow, from the ground sprang beings not shaped by the goddess’ love and care, but by her anger and grief, and they were twisted and warped in both mind and body. These included the Minotaurs, the Orcs, the Goblins, and all manner of monsters. 

And these new creatures also spread themselves across the world and multiplied.

And yet, these beings were still products of Strae’s heart, and contained a part of her within them. And just as her first children could be drawn away from the sky by pain and darkness, so their more monstrous siblings could be guided toward the goodness and purity of Strae.