What follows is a short description of the events of the War of Darkness, which occurred in the Third Century Khonaeryan Reckoning. These fragments are from the History of Vaal, as written and compiled by Eltireth of House Al-Maeya, and if one is interested her works are available in the Library of the Academy for perusal.
The Khonaeryan Empire today is a small part of what it was in the ancient days. 1000 years ago the Empire's borders enclosed 3 times the area it does now, stretching from the jagged and desolate Cold Mountains of the far north all the way to the steamy jungles of the south.
The Empire had grown over hundreds of years and had become fat and complacent, decadent and lazy. One day, a thousand years ago, the Empire would begin to decline. In the Cold Mountains of the North, amid the desolate watchtowers and border keeps, the Dark Elves began to emerge from their holes in the ground like worms in a rainstorm. They only operated at night, driving goblins and orcs and other, nastier creatures before them. They took over the border keeps and toppled the watchtowers one by one before the Khonaeryans were even aware they were in danger.
News travelled slowly, but eventually the Empire became aware of the fall of the North, and forces were mustered to drive back the Dark Army. The army of Khonaerya was great, but was still powerless before the might of the Dark Elves and their twisted servants. The army met with defeat after defeat and was forced to fall back to the Capitol City where a long seige commenced. Wizards of the besiged city sent out a magical plea for help, in the form of an magical eagle made of mist, that was able to slip unseen past the encampments of twisted creatures.
The eagle arrived at the court of the Forest of Orien the next day, and delivered its message to Amaera, Queen of the Varwood Throne. The Elves of Orien were ancient allies of the Khonaeryans, but that friendship had been neglected over the last few centuries as the Empire had grown. Despite this, the Council of Orien did not take long to decide on a course of action against their ancient enemy.
The Elves of Orien arrived in force with knights mounted on huge flying beasts, and scores of sorcerers, flinging tongues of flame and dancing wickedly with blade and spell. The battle raged for several days, and with the Elves of Orien on the heels of the Dark Elf army, Khonaerya was finally able to drive back the forces of the Orc and Goblin hordes.
After the war was ended, the forces of Orien took the Dark Elves into custody, and imprisoned them in some secret location unrevealed to the world of humans.
The orcs and goblins and other nasty creatures were scattered to their homelands in the north, to crawl back into their caves and squabble amongst themselves once more.
Khonaerya fell into a state of disarray, as the southern states rebelled against the empire, feeling that they could better govern themselves if the Empire could not protect itself from outside attack. And so was born the tribal council of the Krondori.
Khonaerya would take time to repair this rift, and would eventually stabilize into the peaceful nation that it is now, but it would not achieve the greatness that once was, and it was not without its internal struggles along the way...