The Dance of Theria
Year 0 to CA 252
No good deed goes unpunished: at the end of the last age, a great nameless god was destroyed. A time of chaos, upheaval, and turmoil followed. From the darkness of that era arose a dark wizard, a true scion of the ancient Ash Wizards. He ruled from a hill top castle with an iron fist, expanding his control over the ruins of civilization. People, and fouler things still, came to his banner drawn by the power and the fact that he had strength enough to offer protection, a chance for hope.
Finally he was deposed by a group of brave adventurers. His castle imploded on itself and sank beneath the waves leaving behind a rather serviceable port. Now known as the “Boiling Deep”, the waters that closed in over the castle roil as if great fires stir below.