The world of Aihrde spins upon an earth-like axis of ancient civilizations where good and evil have struggled for countless years. It is a world that bears the markings of its past; where ancient evils slumber, stained with the power of eldritch wizardry; where gods dwell in bejeweled halls of wonderment, worshiped by men and women of all creeds; where dragons live in great dens of heaped treasure; where the new stands upon the ruins of the old in beds of ancient glory.
For a thousand years and more, the dark god Unklar ruled the world in a
terrible reign of Winters Dark. But now, banished to the Great Empty,
Aihrde is a world reborn.
In the After Winters Dark, heroes tread in iron shod boots and wizards
lean on crooked staffs to plunder the buried wealth and power of the
ages. Here, the eternal struggle goes on, age after age, for Aihrde is a
world of adventure, of undaunted heroes, untainted by the decadent
philosophies of those meek who suffer in the shadows of lesser men. For
here, the stone columns of history are wiped clean, awaiting the bold to
carve their mark and gain entry to the halls of immortality!
After many days, Aedgen stumbled, hungry and tired, upon another river. Broad and swift, it cut its way through the forest in a rocky channel. Trees grew in abundance along its banks, flanked by reeds and water grasses. Coming to the river, he saw the sun for the first time in many weeks and learned that he was heading west, and not north as he had hoped. He was utterly lost, for his brother Areos had been his eyes in the wild. He stood there, upon the river and glared down its length, pondering what course to take. No fear crept into him, only a determination to return to his people before they were lost.
It is here that Tefnut found Aedgen. She alone of the Val Earhakun had had no contact with man or dwarf for all the long ages, dwelling as she did in the rivers and forests of her home. She found Aedgen upon the shores of the Tarvish River and was curious. She watched him, until at last she could bear her curiosity no further, and she rose from the waters. She stood thus, without raiment of any kind, a marvel of beauty, and called to him.
Aedgen was amazed. Tefnut’s beauty was beyond that of any mortals, and the light in her greater than any he had ever seen. They talked upon the river's edge, and such was his speech that she became enamored of him. And her voice echoed the deep places of the forest and conjured images of safety and power, and Aedgen loved her in turn. Tefnut nursed him to health, and learned all there was to learn of him, his people, and their journey. She guided him then to the deep vale of country that lies between the Tarvish and Ardeen Rivers and gave him that land. It was unspoilt by any and he marveled at it.
They dwelt there together for a long season.