Long ago the world fell into twilight, when the great empires of old consumed each other in sorcerous cataclysms.
The pulse of magic.
Then from the ancient empire of Menekar the paladins of Ama came, putting every surviving sorcerer to the sword and cleansing their taint from the land for the radiant glory of their lord.
In the south the Star Towers fell, swallowed by the sea, while the black glaciers descended upon the northern holdfasts, entombing the cities of Min-Ceruth in ice and sorcery.
Long ago the world fell into twilight, when the great empires of old consumed each other in sorcerous cataclysms