War is waged.
Battles are fought constantly.
On the surface, the land is ruined, the Ul'kar having destroyed the beauty that once was there in their war to destroy-no, to harvest us. To take our powers and knowledge for their own use. To make us become them.
Nearly three hundred years ago, the first appearances of the Ul'kar came...small pools lying in the ground, filled with a viscous, black substance. We thought it harmless, like some form of that 'oil' the Agori were always talking about. Well, it turns out we were wrong. Very wrong.
First it took Tahu-he'd been investigating it, trying to figure out what it was, when it just shot out. Covered him head to toe, and then it just...dragged him in. He didn't even get a chance to scream. That was when it went berserk-people were being grabbed left and right, dragged right in...Some of them even jumped in voluntarily, thinking it some God come to take them, some odd rapture.
We ran. We ran from everywhere that the substance showed up, but soon, it was coming up everywhere. Like it could sense us, Toa, Matoran, Glatorian, Agori, any species we were, it found us. It would burst up, taking us. Eventually, though, the attacks stopped. Peace came, and we started to rebuild. Before it came to us.
It spoke to us, naming itself the Ul'kar, after that Great Being who had created it...and that Great Being who had been its first kill. It claimed itself to be a God, composed of many intelligences, made of those it had taken, and those it had made itself. It was seperate, yet many, it claimed. It wanted us to join it, to worship it, to be its servants. It offered us immortality.
The offer was so tempting, but we didn't take it. Not the rational ones among us, anyways. And so war began again. The horrors seen, the atrocities commited...I feel they may have sent me to insanity, and back again. Or maybe I'm still insane. I'm not sure. All I know is that Ul'kar, in anger, drove us to its old abode-the caverns beneath the surface. The underground. Mazes of tunnels, all filled with an odd mist...and shifting, amorphous masses of something in the darker recesses. Possibly a less intelligent form of the Ul'kar. Or, possibly, one of the many from the Ul'kar, cast from the masses. We aren't sure.
Eventually, we found some of the caverns where the heavy mist was gathered the most, and we learned just what it did-it gave off light. We don't know how, but it did. We set up some settlements in those caverns, mapping out some quick routes through the many tunnels between them. However, we learned one thing: Never go where the mist is not. You won't make it out sane-or, if you're unlucky, alive. And yet, there are those who still go in. Who feel there must be something there, possibly a weapon to be used against the Ul'kar. We aren't sure.
Again, we went through a period of relative peace and prosperity, before, again, the Ul'kar came. It was evident as some of those we had guarding the entrances to the surface disappeared, small droplets being left, which eventually attempted to come back together. We eradicated those traces, setting up walls of stone to protect ourselves for some short time. But the underground is the Ul'kar's original home. It knows it better than we do.
Soon, our largest settlement, Kra Karda, the Heart of Darkness, as we fittingly named it afterwards, was taken. It was flooded. Some, like me, managed to get out in time. Others weren't so lucky.
We migrated to the newly christened Av-Metru, the City of Light. There was a large deposit of mists, there, coming from a seeming well in the centre of the town. The Ul'kar seemed wary to attack that place, and I feel that it may be our last stronghold against them. And so we bide our time, in each of our underground settlements, many unnamed, the fear having driven the names from them. Some days, nothing bad happens. We may have weeks or months of peace.
But, much more commonly, the Ul'kar attack us.
We are hunted by them...and I fear we will not last long.
Nearly three hundred years prior to the events of this RPG, an amorphous species...or entity, known to us as the Ul'kar, appeared. They waged war against those living on the surface, before eventually forcing them underground...and then the true hunt began, that which you, my friends, live in the direct middle of.
The Heart of Shadows, formerly the largest city in the caverns. Overrun by the Ul'kar, only a few adventures dare ever to go there, to see if there are treasures that may be retrieved. The very ground there sucks at your feet, and if you stand too long in one place, you risk sinking within and never returning. And if you go there at the wrong time, you may just be swallowed immediately. The only building of note is the Suva Ul, where those who have come to worship the Ul'kar reside, near the outskirts of the city proper, built upon true stone.
The City of Light, the newest capital underground. Most of the Matoran and Agori live here, with Toa and Glatorian who aren't out scouting here to protect them. The major source of attraction is the Well of Light in the centre of the city, where the mysterious mists that give light to the caverns seem to originate, and flow out from. There are two buildings near it: The Council building, where the governing body of the City resides, and the Temple of the Heart, also known as the Suva Karda. The Children of the Well, as they call themselves, are a dominant force among the many small towns within the caverns.
The last large town within the caverns, Outpost Central is the last refuge for those planning to go further out into the tunnels. Of course, there are smaller outposts ranging out, though they can't truly be considered towns, or safe. There is a constant contingent of Glatorian and Toa stationed here, and the guards control the city.
Here, my friends, I have provided you with the main story, the summary, and the location. Go forth!