In days of old, the Dwenir lived in the Valley of Summer, as did all the Besnir. They lived by the laws of Morad and under the blessings of Baere. All was right, for it was as if Summer never ended and Winter never came. The crops were thick at harvest. Plentiful and fat was the game.
The Stonekin had charge of Erenth in those days. Though they were small and ill-suited to war, they were masters of craft, having invented the great furnaces by which metals could be smelted. But the Stonekin were cruel taskmasters, and they brought the Gnummorong upon the Besnir. Under this rule the Hoflin suffered the lash and were treated as beasts.
Then the Ere All was wroth for the cause of the Hoflin. With a stroke of his hammer, he broke the Surround that held back the waters of Erenth from the Valley of Summer, and thus it was flooded in a great cataclysm. Great was the loss of that day. Many Besnir were taken by the waves, and many Dwenir among them. Even Harus, who was Paramount of them in those days, was taken by the waters and did not return.
But some of the Dwenir survived and made their way to the tops of the Surround, which had once held back the waters. There they found the Four Lands, as they are known today. The Four Lands were a place of great peril, for they were ruled by the giants, children of the Yotinir, who bore a great hatred for all the Besnir.
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