The sailors that were out at sea the night the Ki Citadel exploded into flames, they witnessed the citadels destruction miles away from the island and hurried back to their village telling everyone they came across what they had seen. Word spread like fire of what the sailors witnessed quickly reaching Pergá Keep. King Aswan of Zhannu now had heard what had happened and personally sailed to Vorh’Du with a thousand soldiers as his escort. He set foot on Vorh’Du soil accompanied by one hundred soldiers. The tale was that no one could set foot on the isle of mages without permission, that an invisible barrier kept any from entering if they did not have permission to be there by ghe great mages Ta’Ru or Hu’Ru. This tale must not have been true because King Aswan and one hundred of his men stood on Vorh’du soil. The citadel was rubble save for the north tower, smoke was still billowing from the rubble and it took a day by sea to reach the island on fast vessels yet the smoke still rose from the rubble. There was a feeling of powerful magic in the air but the kings advisor claimed the hair standing up on everyones arms and neck was just from knowing they stood on the forbidden land of a place they all had heard about since being children. King Aswan felt this was true, as well as the advisor saying all they ever heard was superstition about Vorh’Du. For if not, how could one hundred soldiers set foot on the island? And surely the Ki Citadel met it’s end by the hands of bandits. No one had ever seen Ta’Ru and Hu’Ru for close to a thousand years, and like men they had died long ago it was assumed. No proof that anyone had even lived on the island for some time was evident. King Aswan agreed, bandits had come to pillage and took whatever they found and left the rest of the citadel in ruins. After this conclusion King Aswan wanted to put distance between him and Vorh’Du as quickly as possible. In his heart maybe he felt that his conclusions were rubbish. That some great battle took place there by powerful magical forces. If he felt this he did not say. And no one asked. King Aswan decreed that Vorh’Du be restricted for any to set foot on it ever again, for those who did would face certain death by his army. A sign was posted after which the King and his escort left the island abruptly. For a time people would whisper about what happened on Vorh’Du but never openly talked about it, but with the passing of fifty years the fear had passed. One fear left exchanging with the new. Flooding severely hit T’oku in the southern tip of the kingdom, Zhannu was also hit by flooding in the northern parts. Disease was rampant carried by bugs attracted by the excess waters. Food was low, livestock and vegatation both contaminated affecting both T’oku and Zhannu. The kingdom of Boahm made military borders making sure to keep out any foreigners but still suffered in their Northern borders that touched with Zhannu’s Southern borders. Gham’ballah just kept away from everyone else safe from what was occurring far across the wild lands. Gham’ballah unlike the other kingdoms remained healthy, and did not struggle with their food supplies yet they did not extend or offer aid. People talked openly about feeling that an evil presence was behind the flooding, pestilence, and the lack of food that came from the sea. During this time the albinos who fled the Urn Kingdom had been displaced since they came to T’oku. King Enu had first welcomed the albinos of Urn claiming that although they were now pale and straight haired, their ancestors were once of Eyahvah Shi and he welcomed them home. The only problem was no on in the kingdom wanted the Urn living near them so King Enu moved them to the southern border of T’oku away from the people. Although segregated the Urn flourished near the Lake Of Eyahvah were they found an abundant food source in the lake. But once fishing became scarce due to the plague, and the land they inhabited flooded; the Urn was forced into the lands of the Boahm where they were welcomed with open arms. It was not known to the other kingdoms but the Boahm Kingdom was struggling with growing their population and on top of that the famine and sickness was not helping matters, albino or not the Urn was the opportunity that the Boahm King needed. He allowed the Urn to live among the Boahm and to also marry and procreate. Something unheard of in any of the four kingdoms until now. Because of this King Korha shut down all borders to the outside world. It was believed by the other kingdoms that the king of Boahm did this to prevent the spread of disease when in reality it was to prevent outsiders from knowing that Boahm citizens were mixing with the Urn. This would have caused a storm of controversy had any discovered this from the other kingdoms. Six hundred years passed and the Urn had completely blended in with the Boahm people causing new features to appear which had not been seen in Eyahavah Shi. Blue eyes, lighter hair, and many with lighter skin. There was still many with brown to darker skin in Boahm, but there were now equally lighter skinned citizens. It was always suspected that mixing went on in Boahm from the other kingdoms but no one said it. After all it wasn’t a big issue anymore, not like it was before. The hatred and fear of the albinos of Urn was long forgotten. Albinos were still being born here and there in the four kingdoms, but the people learned from the war with the Urn. It was better to embrace differences rather than reject them. It is during this new period where our story will now focus on. During the second renaissance of Eyahvah Shi.