It had always been thought that the nightmare beasts that stalked the wilds were the doing of a great evil god. It stood to reason that once it was defeated by the Knights of El Morad no more would come to be, and that they could eventually be hunted to extinction, proving the land safe once again. That did not, however, turn out to be the case. Even while the old beasts were harried, new ones began to appear. Strange, sinister creatures far more deadly than even the most experienced Knights had ever encountered. Scholars in the nations of Karus and El Morad began to whisper of the possibility of another god, more powerful than the one destroyed by King Manes all those years ago. Rumors began to circulate that this god had been lying in wait for some sinister purpose, and now his time had arrived. The discovery of fossils and artifacts of unknown origin bolstered these claims, and skirmishes broke out as each nation vied for access to them. The eternally warring nations had yet another theater in which to battle.
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The violent Krowaz fed off of conflict. His power was so great that he need not manifest in order to exercise it. He was a force of nature, and an undeniably strong one at that. Through him the conflict between Karus and El Morad had reached a fever pitch, battles occurring daily, home cities being sacked on a regular basis, and key strategic points changing hands so often that none who remained could remember to whom they had originally belonged. The hands of every young man and woman were stained by the blood of vanquished enemies. This could have been enough, but the more death and war there was, the more he craved it. Krowaz grew insatiable insatiable. For the first time in the history of the world, he began to manifest, appearing to leaders on either side, further fanning the flames of war. At his silent scheming the flames of war were fanned, and with every soldier torn to ribbons in combat he increased in power.
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