Legend+of+Phirumsol

It has always been told that there were two in the beginning of the South; the Phoenix, and Vulcan’s Forge. Now as for the creation of Vulcan’s Forge, that is a tale that has been whispered down to the ears of all the little children in all of the little towns in all of the South. It went something like this;

There was once nothing, and as there was nothing, there had to be something. Thus the five were created, and thus the five created. They created East, West, North, and South, and the nothing became known as the Void. When the world of Tetravier was created, the Southern Guardian, known as the Phoenix, was trapped in the center of the world. He had mistakenly worked on the core of the world while the others worked on the crust. Distracted while he was warming the heart of the world, the other four had cooled the crust of Tetravier. They had started sowing the seeds of the land, and creating animals that they found to be interesting. The Snake and the Tortoise made the North a cool place where the beasts of winter dwelt. The Dragon made the East a place of learning and a place of warmth and equality in the air year round. Like the Dragon, the Tiger made the West a place of warmth, but it was also a bit wild. It had a darker state of play, it was a wild beast. The South however was neglected for a short time, as the Phoenix pondered his way out of the world. This is how the Numidian Steppes came to be. This land of neglect was absorbed by sand and death.

Seeing no escape, the Phoenix took his one option, he angled himself to the heart of his home, as he did not want to harm the creations of the others. He began to flap his wings and swam, faster than anything before, he hurtled toward the surface of Tetravier, and burst through the crust of the world with such force that it tore a rent in the world. This is how Vulcan’s Forge was born. The force of this explosion caused a backsplash, and as the large globules of molten rock cooled, they formed such high peaks in a near perfect circle around the Forge. These became the safe haven of Phirumsol and protected the land of Ash from the land of Neglect. The Phoenix regretfully filled the area around the Forge with life, and created a creature in one of his images and gave them the gift of fire.

This is the tale of creation, at least the creation of the South. From this moment on the Phoenix has held his people in high light.