When Emir, a 15 year old Illusionist Elf living in the small town on Terr (which no longer exists) heard that Oasis had fallen to Akmar Etida, he knew the end of his world was near. Terr was on the beorder between the Golden Desert and The Jaden Mountains; it wouldn’t be long until Etida headed back to the Ereti Territory (now known as the Jaden Kindgom). Etida was not completely welcome there, but he had powerful supportes who could silence the opposition easily.
Emir watched as the people of Terr waited their turn. They only waited. He was restless, he confronted his father about organizing a force to fight back. His father onyl shook his head and went back inisde the house. Emir grew irritated and frustrated with the people of Terr. They could not just sit like sheep waiting to be led to the slaughter house. He was no sheep. He was an Elf and he was proud of it.
One afternoon, a young Ereti shepherd stood in the outskirts of the town caring over his sheep. He was the only Ereti in Terr. He had been abandoned as a baby and taken in by a family of Elves. He saw the mighty army of Etida. The boy left his herd and ran through the city screaming. Everyone hid inside their houses and locked the doors and windows and sat down to pray to the stars. The boy was left out, no one would respond to his knocking, not even his own parents. The parents thought he would be safe, after all he was not an Elf.
Emir went to the boy, he had prayed the previosu night, and the gods told him he would be safe. Together, they hid in the mountains. Form there, the town was out of sight. When the night came, they saw giant flams rise up into the sky surrounded by a black smoke. Emir told the boy to sleep, they would leave at midnight. The boy asked where they were going, Emir said nothing. The boy cried but soon fell asleep. As soon as the boy was asleep, Emir left towards Terr with a knife in hand.
There were no buildings left. Only piles or burning rubble and bodies. Emir used his Illusionist skills to become invisible as he searched for Etida. He found him, drinking with his commanders, eating a lamb they had slaughtered from Terr. They were celebrating their victory. Terr was the las Elf town in all of Agarithia. As Etida drank from his cup, the taste of his own blood tainted the bitter taste of the wine. He was stabbed one time across the heart.
Amir returned to whenre the boy slept before midnight. At midnight, the pair left. They fled to the Wildlands. No one saw him again.
With time, Amir’s story spread across Agarithia. The Jaden Eretis, admired the boy’s bravery. They trnasformed him into a deity and named a star after him, however the story was changed. In the new version, Emir was an Ereti, and the young shepherd an Elf. Emir, is the god of Brotherhood in the Jaden culture.
Some claim they have seen the spirit of Emir, wandering about the Jaden Mountains, looking for Terr. The knife Emir used to kill Etida is a precious relic and a legend. It is believed the knife, still stained with Etida’s blood, can give unimaginalbe power to whoever uses it. Brave men have embarked in adventures that lead them through the WIldlands and far away from Agarithia. Few have returned, and those who have, came back empty handed.