From the fallen fruits of the Decemvirate arose ten deities, each with powers unique and minds alone: Ithlyn, Berefil, Lya, Quinnbre, Kaerlyn, Whahnt, Trahlish, Yrbella, Virmite, and Releriath. Most were content with their existence, but Releriath, Whahnt, and Lya envied the Tribunal’s mastery of magic. In their longing, they moulded their own egg – a vessel of soil. When it hatched, beasts of all kinds spilled from it.
Yet, the three wielded no dominion over their creation. The beasts roamed uncontrolled, and soon, the beauty of Realida was marred by their chaos. Displeased, Balint separated life from death, and so the beasts were bound to order. But order alone could not sustain them, and extinction loomed.
Moved by pity, Ithlyn took her sickle and carved into the beasts’ flesh, thus gifting them purpose in procreation. Kaerlyn, with a berry in hand, brought them purpose in sustenance. Inspired by their compassion, Balint granted purpose in logic to those beasts he deemed worthy. And so, the beasts found balance in order and purpose.