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==What's the Godwar?==
[[File:Sundered_Empire_Map.png|200px|thumb|left|Map of The Sundered Empire]]

In the finest of D&D traditions, the Godwar started when somebody had a noble idea that ended up fucking things up for the whole world. The one in question was an elf, but whether or not that directly affected things is unclear.

In this world, the local God of War was a douchebag named [[Stratis]], who liked to come and visit the mortal world from his home in [[Ysgard]], just so he could enjoy it as people went insane from his presence and flew into mindless conflict for no good reason. Needless to say, a lot of people weren't very happy with this, and finally, an elf from the western lands named Marinn decided to do something. Marinn went to many other races, arguing that if they could slay Stratis, they would end war itself, and nobody would need to fight anymore. This was a noble-sounding idea, and so Marinn became head of a veritable army of heroes from many different races. Gathering up the most powerful artifacts in the world, they waited for Stratis to come along and then jumped him.

Stratis might have been an asshole, but he wasn't a pussy; in the end, only Marinn and two other of the god-slayers survived the battle, but ultimately, they managed to kill Stratis. As Marinn drove an elven blade into the god's heart, Stratis used his dying breath to invoke a curse:

'''“You think your people will be free? You think you have escaped me? You mortals will have nothing but war, not a moment of peace until a new God of War rises to replace me.”'''

He then shot up from the battlefield like a meteorite, scattering his weapons, armor, and blood across the world. His weapons empowered many beings to rise up to claim his position, whilst his blood tainted the air and filled the mortal races with untameable bloodlust. Soldiers can't gather in numbers because, once free from the presence of their direct commanders, they fall into mindless savagery. As such, warbands from all of the different factions now spearhead the search for the Panoply of Stratis; only by ascending a new War God will the slaughter end, but who would dare trust the benevolence of another race to claim such a position?

And so, the Godwar will rage on and on...