Four Kingdoms of Madras
A Brief Recent History of Madras
Prior to the invasion of Tolom in 40 BTP (Before Tolemic Peace) Madras was a world of many kingdoms.
In Duluthia to the north, the Dwarven clans fought amoungst each other for supremacy. One clan rising and then another and then another.
In Hammerton to the south, the Human King Edric The Crusher was besought on all sides by rebellions that he dealt with in a most indelicate manner.
The Elves of Magela in the east had they’re own problems with Gnomes and Halflings vying for independent nations within what had once been the most powerful empire in Madras, 300 years prior.
Only the Dragonborn Clans of Korgas, in the west, maintained a form of peace comparable to today. Until Tolom’s invasion the clans moved about they’re respective territories peacefully and keeping the Golden Road Secure.
As everyone knows, King Tolom, in 80 BTP, rose through the ranks to become the leader of the Dwarven Clan, Molgoth. Although a relatively small and poor clan, Tolom proved to be a master tactician and political manipulator so that by 60 BTP he had succeeded in uniting all of the Dwarven Clans under one banner, The Iron Hammer (Today it is still the symbol of Duluthia). But Tolom wanted more. He had a dream. Tolom wanted his empire grow and prosper. He wanted it to stretch from the northern sea to the southern sea so that, under one ruler, the world would prosper peacefully.
After waiting, planning, and biding his time for twenty years, Tolom marched his armies south into the northern territories of the Hammerton Kingdom that were governed by Edric’s son, Micon.
Meeting little resistance, and in certain cases welcomed, Tolom set up a fort on the intersection of the Picene river and the Golden Road and called it Crasodes, after his father. Soon after, Tolom pushed far to the south passing the Picene Fork before his lines were halted by the late arrival of the Hammerton Army.
The slow response from the King in Hammerton was due in no small part to his untimely death from a fall off his horse.
Micon, his son, left his post in the North to take up his fathers crown, and his fathers tainted legacy. A much wiser and compassionate man than his father, Micon realized the existential threat Tolom’s forces presented, and also understood the true plight of the common people.
So, to save his country and his people, Micon took drastic action. In a famous incident, later to be called the Breaking of the Crown, Micon stood before the largest of the jails built by his father as the rebels were freed. Walking out, the rebels watched as their king, dressed in his best coronation robes, threw off his finery. Micon dashed his scepter against a pole, tore his cloak with his sword and eventually smashed his royal crown in front of the crowd leaving him naked. His speech that day was short, only two minutes long but it roused the nation. He told the crowd that he was no longer king. There would no longer be a king. Micon, bared for all the world to see, humbled himself before his people and rallied them to band together and fight. Fight not for him, but for their lives and for their countrymen.
And fight they did. The humans gathered under Micon and stopped Tolom’s forces dead in their tracks in 37 BTP.
Seeking a way to break the Hammerton lines Tolom pushed west and east disrupting trade between the Dragonborn clans to the west and the Magelan Empire.
Tensions rose over the next five years until 32 BTP when in an attempt to force the Dragonborn onto their side, Tolom’s forces kidnapped Mejah, wife of Dorath the gold. Enraged at his treachery Dorath marched his clan west and south from his clan’s Keep, deep into Korgas. He either convinced or forced the other clans to join his cause: to lay waste to the Dwarven Conqueror. It took seven years but once the Dragonborn clans were united. Dorath marched them over the mountains and in 25 BTP had their first engagement with the Dwarves.
The Elves of Magela held out longer than anyone else, not wishing to be drawn into war with Duluthia. The Dwarves had been their northern border and trading partner for time in memorium. It wasn’t until Dorath began attacking that the Magleans felt the true sting of this war. With their silks, minerals, spices and wheat supplies cut off, they attempted to live on their reserves and outlast the war. They sat for ten years, slowly starving their people, watching the Humans in the south and the Dragons in the west throw everything they had at the Dwarves. At times one side would make gains but then the other would counter and retake the lines.
In 15 BTP The High Elf Hevethar requested a secret meeting with Micon and Dorath the Gold. Meeting at Spearwatch, the southern tip of the Picene Bay, They decided to coordinate their forces and move as a unit against Tolom. Only as one unified force could they beat back the onslaught.
Two years of planning and subterfuge prepared all forces for a three front muti-pronged attack on Tolom’s army. In 13 BTP the push began on the same night and for a full year the three fronts pushed Tolom back. First the Dragonborn and Human fronts met up early in 12 BTP and then in the fall the human and elf lines met. For the next five years the Mixture of Human, Dragonborn, Elf pushed Tolom’s forces north culminating in the siege of Crasodes and the eventual Battle of the Red Waters.
In 7 BTP, Micon, leading a small group of warriors, broke away from his front line and scouted ahead to gather information on Tolom’s troop movements. What they found is that for many years Tolom had been digging in, creating trenches and fortifications around the area where the Picene crossed the Golden Road.
Tolom intended to make Fort Crasodes his last bastion of control. Crasodes would be where he broke the unified line.
Tolom was wrong. Micon called off the proposed attack and instead suggested a siege. Dorath and Hevethar agreed.
The Armies laid siege to Fort Crasodes for another five years during which time Tolom became ill within the fort and died in 3BTP. His son Telem, took over his father’s duties and pushed south from the Duluthian capitol in a desperate attempt to stop the siege. It took two years but Telem managed to fight his way to the city and there he engaged all the forces in a week long battle that came to be known as the Battle of the Red Waters. The banks of the Picene river from Crasodes to the sea turned red with the blood of fallen warriors.
Finally, seeing the futility of continuing, Telem surrendered his father’s army.
Guided by years of study and meditation, Hevethar brokered a peace between the world. Magela would exist in the east, Korgas in the west, Duluthia to the north and Hammerton to the south. In between all of these nations would exist a fifth kingdom of no name and no leader. A council of four from each of the nations would control this region and keep it open and flowing with trade.
This pact, formally known as the Tolemic Peace Accords, established our current time and world.
The region the accords created came to be known as Crasodes. The walls of the old fort were pulled down and the borders of the realms established. Beings of all races flocked to this new nation to set up towns and trading depots.
Over the last 500 years Crasodes has grown. Its library collecting knowledge, its army keeping peace on the road, and its beer making merry around the world.