A Brief History of the Donkhu, Volume One
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- Chapter 1: The DonkhuThe Donkhu were an ingenious people, though their knowledge has since been dwarfed by our own. A short race, with flesh of stone, they made their homes beneath the earth where they manipulated the planet with their bright flames. As legend goes, they made the first tools in the second age, and melded them with their own bodies to construct their city of Mihh Prachi in the year 535 of the Second Age. Donkhite, their primary source of food, was bountiful during this time, and they spent the years digging deeper and deeper, for who knows why.
- Chapter 2: Levinatos' FollyIn 1038 of the Second Age, they foolishly attempted to war with us over the land on the surface of their cities, though if you were to ask any historian, it was the fault of our own King Levinatos. As if their little tunnels meant the Donkhu had any claim to sovereign Simaros land! Unfortunately, they proved to be a tough opponent, their tunnels giving their forces wide reach and allowing for cowardly guerrilla tactics. They also deigned to restrict our trade routes, cutting us off from the southern continent. For twelve years our war dragged on, and negative sentiment began to grow among our people. The war came to be known as Levinatos' Folly, and King Levinatos was pressured to sue for peace. A trade agreement was signed, and the Donkhu were forced to trade through our territories, while we agreed to travel around the disputed mountains by sea.
- Chapter 3: RetributionOf course, history has always been on our side. In 1051 an elder dragon arose and torched Mihh Prachi, melting many a Donkhu in their stone hovels, as they deserved, for trying to take what was ours. This prompted many Donkhu to chase the dragon north seeking vengeance. In 1075 they finally succeeded in slaying the great creature, and beneath its lair they established their northern cities, continuing to tread upon our territories for years to come.
- Chapter 4: The DemonscourgeIn 1272, the Donkhu discovered Morion, a powerful ore only found near strange, runed gates deep beneath the earth. Unfortunately, in their greed the foolish Donkhu threw wide these gates in 1399, and hordes of demons burst forth in a horrific event now referred to as the Demonscourge. Terrifying demons of all shapes and sizes scoured the planet, forever marring our world. We Simaros had no choice but to commit our full force to dealing with this disaster, and we committed brave heroes to join the Donkhu in our planet's defense, alongside heroes sent by the Spot Caps and even some from the Thrunk. After an atrociously long 335 years our combined forces finally sealed off the gates below the surface, cutting the demons off from our world. Though some few persisted, we had successfully wiped out the majority of those that had crossed over, thus ending the Demonscourge forever in the year 1734. Peace followed, and despite their original ignorance we Simaros allowed the Donkhu to collaborate with us in building a town on the surface to recognize our shared struggle, and an observatory was built through which we both could study the wonders of the night sky and its great, shining star.