Luhsaal

In the primordial days, a second moon rode the night sky amongst the Void. This other moon was a twisted reflection of its mate, a disk of tarnished silver compared to its luminous twin. In scraps of surviving lore left behind by vanished empires, the moon was called “Luhsaal” and it was home to a race of lunar sorcererkings. This race was the Hsaal, a species of towering humanoids who incorporated magic into their civilization the way other races utilize brick and stone. The Hsaal demonstrated a mastery of magic as yet unknown beyond Luhsaal, but for all their sorcery, the lunar race required more mundane materials to maintain their prolonged civilization. Having mined their plane bare of these essential elements, the Hsaal entered the material plane through magical rifts, establishing slave colonies in regions where the sought-after resources were abundant. Their main mining colony was the Shudder Mountains.

The sorcerer-kings of Luhsaal lived and breathed magic, but magic, like an animal, can turn on its master. The Hsaalian wizards pushed their magic too far, setting off a chain reaction that spread like wildfire across the moon. Massive rifts erupted in the lunar surface, cities died in conflagrations, and the magical catastrophe grew to apocalyptic proportions. The Hsaalian home moon of Luhsaal tore itself apart in the Void and plummeted through a titanic rift in time and space. As it vanished from the sky, echoes of the magical disaster rippled out of the Void, following the mystical ties the Hsaal colonies had with their lunar home.

The forces of the magical cataclysm blasted through the transport gates, reverberating across the landscape. Killing waves of lambent black fire chased their way across the sorcerous ties connecting the Hsaal of the Material Plane, destroying their bodies and spilling their once-restrained magical power across the land. In a matter of moments, the Hsaal colonists were destroyed, leaving their slaves without masters.