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The Goa'uld and El'Dari, how it all began.
« on: February 08, 2017, 03:58:51 PM »

There was Adu, the One, who in Arda is called Engwë; and he made first the Ainur, the Holy Ones, that were the offspring of his thought, and they were with him before aught else was made. And he spoke to them, propounding to them themes of music; and they sang before him, and he was glad. But for a long while they sang only each alone, or but few together, while the rest hearkened; for each comprehended only that part of me mind of Engwë from which he came, and in the understanding of their brethren they grew but slowly. Yet ever as they listened they came to deeper understanding, and increased in unison and harmony.

And it came to pass that Engwë called together all the Ainur and declared to them a mighty theme, unfolding to them things greater and more wonderful than he had yet revealed; and the glory of its beginning and the splendour of its end amazed the Ainur, so that they bowed before Engwë and were silent.

Then Engwë said to them: 'Of the theme that I have declared to you, I will now that ye make in harmony together a Great Music. And since I have kindled you with the Flame Imperishable, ye shall show forth your powers in adorning this theme, each with his own thoughts and devices, if he will. But I win sit and hearken, and be glad that through you great beauty has been wakened into song.'

Then the voices of the Ainur, like unto harps and lutes, and pipes and trumpets, and viols and organs, and like unto countless choirs singing with words, began to fashion the theme of Engwë to a great music; and a sound arose of endless interchanging melodies woven in harmony that passed beyond hearing into the depths and into the heights, and the places of the dwelling of Engwë were filled to overflowing, and the music and the echo of the music went out into the Void, and it was not void. Never since have the Ainur made any music like to this music, though it has been said that a greater still shall be made before Engwë by the choirs of the Ainur and the Children of Engwë after the end of days.
Then the themes of Engwë shall be played aright, and take Being in the moment of their utterance, for all shall then understand fully his intent in their part, and each shall know the comprehension of each, and Engwë shall give to their thoughts the secret fire, being well pleased.

But now Engwë sat and hearkened, and for a great while it seemed good to him, for in the music there were no flaws. But as the theme progressed, it came into the heart of Shaitan to interweave matters of his own imagining that were not in accord with the theme of Engwë, for he sought therein to increase the power and glory of the part assigned to himself. To Shaitan among the Ainur had been given the greatest gifts of power and knowledge, and he had a share in all the gifts of his brethren. He had gone often alone into the void places seeking the Imperishable Flame; for desire grew hot within him to bring into Being things of his own, and it seemed to him that Engwë took no thought for the Void, and he was impatient of its emptiness. Yet he found not the Fire, for it is with Engwë. But being alone he had begun to conceive thoughts of his own unlike those of his brethren.
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Re: The Goa'uld and El'Dari, how it all began.
« Reply #1 on: February 08, 2017, 04:00:06 PM »

Some of these thoughts he now wove into his music, and straightway discord arose about him, and many that sang nigh him grew despondent, and their thought was disturbed and their music faltered; but some began to attune their music to his rather than to the thought which they had at first. Then the discord of Shaitan spread ever wider, and the melodies which had been heard before foundered in a sea of turbulent sound. But Engwë sat and hearkened until it seemed that about his throne there was a raging storm, as of dark waters that made war one upon another in an endless wrath that would not be assuaged.

Then Engwë arose, and the Ainur perceived that he smiled; and he lifted up his left hand, and a new theme began amid the storm, like and yet unlike to the former theme, and it gathered power and had new beauty. But the discord of Shaitan rose in uproar and contended with it, and again there was a war of sound more violent than before, until many of the Ainur were dismayed and sang no longer, and Shaitan had the mastery. Then again Engwë arose, and the Ainur perceived that his countenance was stern; and he lifted up his right hand, and behold! a third theme grew amid the confusion, and it was unlike the others. For it seemed at first soft and sweet, a mere rippling of gentle sounds in delicate melodies; but it could not be quenched, and it took to itself power and profundity. And it seemed at last that there were two musics progressing at one time before the seat of Engwë, and they were utterly at variance. The one was deep and wide and beautiful, but slow and blended with an immeasurable sorrow, from which its beauty chiefly came. The other had now achieved a unity of its own; but it was loud, and vain, and endlessly repeated; and it had little harmony, but rather a clamorous unison as of many trumpets braying upon a few notes. And it essayed to drown the other music by the violence of its voice, but it seemed that its most triumphant notes were taken by the other and woven into its own solemn pattern.

In the midst of this strife, whereat the halls of Engwë shook and a tremor ran out into the silences yet unmoved, Engwë arose a third time, and his face was terrible to behold. Then he raised up both his hands, and in one chord, deeper than the Abyss, higher than the Firmament, piercing as the light of the eye of Engwë, the Music ceased.

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And thus did Engwë create the void of the Universe and Arda both, Arda being the heavens in which the Ainur reside, those mortals would later call the angels, to others the Gods, to either guide or tempt us in all that we do.
But Shaitan was envious of his Lord’s creations and sought to make things of his own, things dark matching his image and persona. Yet one of his own, Melian saw the strife he was causing among his brothers and sisters, so she appealed to Engwë, to offset the deeds set forth by Shaitan, that the other Ainur create their own works. Engwë conceded with reservations; but it was now too late to take his bequeath back.
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Re: The Goa'uld and El'Dari, how it all began.
« Reply #2 on: February 08, 2017, 04:00:51 PM »

Such as it was, the strife caused a rift in the firmament, the darkness began to fill with light as one Ainur after another sought to create a greater works than the other, and the stars were formed and with those worlds began to appear. Engwë smiled as he saw his children each try to outdo each other, yet it was all in his plan. Until it reached a point where it had to stop, Shaitan in his envy of the deeds of his brethren turned upon them, a great war ensured in the voids of space.

Cast down from his mantle of one of the Ainur, Shaitan was sent to dark places by his Lord Engwë, setting him in chains in the abyss. Yet not before he had mastered his own creations, beasts dark and foul.

As a counter to what Shaitan had created, the Ainur brought forward their own ‘children’ to bring light into the empty worlds created, animals fair and foul, beasts of the earth, the air and seas; all manner came forth, yet they were not completed. Tall beings in their own image, lesser kind yet still immortal came to find the fair places. The Ljósálfar, the three tribes of the Eldar who in time would be known as the Asgard, the Vanir and the El’Dari.

For a time peace ensured, yet as with all sentient species strife was always apparent, the first bitter wars of the blood kin tore the Universe apart, battles raged in the heavens and on the worlds. It was during the rare quiet moments that the first coming of man appeared. There were all manner of them and they spawned in many worlds, but there was one blue/green world in particular where those two minor tribes of the El’Dari made their home, the Silvan and Noldar. At first men were seen as usurpers, until Shaitan began from his prison sending forth his foul kind and a great many years of war so horrible followed. It was so dire that the Noldar chose to leave, taking with them many of the fairer kind of men, those who would one day return as those seen in later times as the Ancients, the forerunners.

This world descended into darkness, the wars so terrible that life was no longer viable for those who still lived. The last of the Silvan and some few of their human followers left and the planet then became a home of beasts, scaled and large, small and savage. The age of the dinosaur on the planet known as Earth had arrived.
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Re: The Goa'uld and El'Dari, how it all began.
« Reply #3 on: February 08, 2017, 04:01:26 PM »

Far away in another corner of what evolved as the galaxy, upon another world some few of the Silvan El’Dari made a home, one which for a while was at peace. There was one fair maiden who sought out the creatures that abode there; she had a love for nature. She longed to fly free like the birds, or swim in the seas, run naked through the forests like the deer; she wanted escape from the burdens of her kind. On a day she sat by a stream, her feet dangling in the cool waters, when one of the small swimming creatures known as dragonlets came to her and spoke; she caressed its smooth scaly skin as soothing words reached her, unknowing that what its desires were, yet she found and heard great intelligence in the slithery thing. They spoke at length, the moon and stars passed days beyond reckoning until at last accord was found between them, and the dragonlet cried that it was created in such a form but with a deep and longing need to use its great intelligence, yet was hampered by its bodily form. The maiden felt pity; she breathed magics upon the beast and said. “Now you can go forth, blend with another being of your choice, to act together as one to do great things.”

To further this, for a while the maiden took the dragonlet as her own, the two of them blended as one. Though it was not permanent, the maiden was soon to be summoned to yet another war. She had taught the little creature all she could, even the secrets of traveling the stars, and then she set it free again. Thus the Goa’uld were born, thus the weight of time came down heavy on the maiden and her scion, Uiwen, the mother of Sunniva and Selinde.


Time moved a little swiftly with the histories, battles were replayed by the score as Shaitan did all he could to assert his authority on the mortal worlds, his many creations taking grotesque forms, often mocking the Ainur in horrid twisted forms. There were the Huruku, the forefathers of that race we know now as the Borgestemkyu; with them were the worst battles so far in the evolution of the Universe. Some of these were simply primitive brutes, nothing more than an army in the millions; others were far more advanced, reaching out into the stars as the Ainu themselves had done. At one point, the viewers could see nothing but blood and death wherever the histories were shown. It was at the height of these battles, many of the kin we see as the El’Dari in this very room were born. Both Sunniva and her sister Selinde and others could be clearly seen in their fiery youth at the head of so many battles.

After some several tens of thousands of years the Ainu and their kind prevailed at last and for a while peace prevailed. The three races started to slowly drift apart, more so the two known now as the Asgard and Vanir; their intelligence and knowledge began to outgrow the bodies they wore, more slowly their physiology began to change.

The El’dari were much slower to take the change, clinging to tradition and lore, holding to the arcane arts as they did from the beginning for much longer. Uiwen did not forget her little friends the Dragonelts either, with her daughters the three of them sowed the stars and worlds with them, hoping that they would find eventually suitable hosts for their delicate little bodies. Yet the peace was not to last either. Far out in the Universe, in that sphere we see as Andromeda, Shaitan had created one of his final twisted abominations; they called themselves the Tan’ithise’; the ‘Soulless’ in the Ainu Silvan tongue. Great beasts, of high intelligence and savage, the complete opposite of the El’Dari. In the beginning there were small battles again, testing the Ainu mettle and those human worlds that now followed them. It grew worse until their horrid plan was revealed, to remake the Universe to Shaitan’s design.

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Re: The Goa'uld and El'Dari, how it all began.
« Reply #4 on: February 08, 2017, 04:02:02 PM »

The ensuring wars lasted five hundred years as it raged across five galaxies. Worlds rose and fell, races were obliterated and others took their place. The second coming of man occurred in this age, the ones we call The Ancients slowly began to make their presence felt. It all came to a head, at that point where the El’Dari finally began to shift in their attitude towards their development.

Again the viewing shifted quickly, a scene was now to be watched with both women, horror written over their faces. This was the final battle, where the fate of the Universe was decided. In Andromeda and around the other galaxies, great towers in sets of twelve had been erected; these towers once connected by their own energies would destroy everything known. It was only by a twist of fate that one lone Ancient, one later known as Merlin found the source code for what was the core of this creation; a virus that Shaitan had created that allowed him to bypass detection and build his forces so rapidly. A single planet in Andromeda, it was attacked again and again, shutting off the source until after another hundred years passed; nothing was left of the Tan’ithise’ but a few remnant tribes who appeared to pose no threat. The towers collapsed wherever they were built and after so much war, the El’Dari dispersed among the stars, not to be seen again until some three hundred and fifty years ago.

The Ancients and other races were now in their ascendency, the Nox, the Furlings, the cousins of the El’Dari, the Asgard. It was still not seen just where and when the Goa’uld first arose. Yet in the same fashion as the El’Dari, the Ancients and Asgard began seeding the Universe with remnants of the first men; the Hildor, faithful servants to the El’Dari. Some they even took back to a new world, a blue green planet the Ancient were calling home; to mingle with the third race of men now appearing on that world.

Time passed again, then another world was seen, a world where the Dragonlets had finally found what they were seeking, a host that could blend easily with them and give them what they needed. Two tribes of a young race calling themselves the Unas; one larger more aggressive race, the other somewhat smaller and gentler in nature. The Dragonlets, now given themselves a name in their own language, the Goa’uld, chose the larger race and therein lie the next chapter of evil. This being a creature left behind long ago by Shaitan.

Wars began again, even between the Ancients as they divided into two factions, peace was hard to find. Those became the Lanteans and Ori, they eventually found enlightenment through ascension, but not before more plagues pestered the universe. The Asgard moved about, trying to bring balance, they returned to the old home of the El’Dari, that world known as Earth; they did their best to counter the growing power of the Goa’uld, even posing in some way as Gods in their own right. Three tribes of men they sent into the galaxies, the Norse, the Celts and the Horseman (El Cavaleiros). In the end it was futile, as finally Ra found his niche and power, himself fining Earth.

Three hundred and fifty years just passed, the El’Dari finally came out of the darkness, no more would they be seen as clones like their cousins the Asgard and Vanir. They sought out a tribe of man they had watched over time grow into a power of their own, the Celts. With them in this galaxy of Pegasus, they formulated a plan to return to whence they  began.
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