A land brimming with magic, dangers are starting to crawl from a hole in the world.

Estorica is a world of history and lore forgotten by even its own people, after the gods all disappeared. Only now that magic has reawakened, do the newly found eleven races all look to their past to find out their future as the Abyss’s maw opens to swallow everything. Why did it form, what is at bottom? Many adventurers have gone forth, but none have found even a glimmer of answers. Can you be the one to find them, or will you die and just be another pile of bones decorating the way.

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Last Update
September 9th, 2020

Cavus existed in a constant state of strife between Mortals, Birthless, and The Vagary. Battles were fought using the energies that existed before the creation of the world, and In this war, the world was covered in destruction, decay, and null magic. The God of Balance ‘Elise’ used all of the known magic in the world to defeat a threat to Mortals and Birthless alike. She did it with the hope that it would end all wars once and for all. Instead, it nearly stripped the world of magic, banishing Gods, and Birthless for over 1000 years.

Mortals lived in hatred of one another over those years, warring over resources, pride, and ideologies, and in their hatred they gave birth to the God Eater, and it gave creation to the Vagary. The Vagary battled with mortals in an attempt to conquer them all. The God Eater nearly ruled over all mortals thanks to his creation, but the mortals came together and begged the last known Birthless of the world to grant godhood to a savior, a restorer of magic. Their wish was granted, and magic was returned to the world. Mortals drove the God Eater back into the abyss and reclaimed their lands and freedom.

A century has passed since the defeat of the God Eater, and the stories of battles between gods have faded away into legend and folklore. The world once again finds itself teetering on the edges of war between mortals. Vagary continue to rise from the abyss to bring calamity to all. The cries of the weak go unanswered, and where magic was once abundant for all mortals only half wield it today.