The world is full of suprises, so is iRITHIA. The era of Eron is beginning. The four lords are growing greedy and indifferent of one another. They have ceased worshipping to the god that all exalted 'morceus'. He was the stallion that founded the beautiful land in which these equines wonder.

Morceus like other horses was a young steed, set on the journey of his life to find the perfect home. He traveled through hills and rode over mountains, he took the brunt of angry storms and felt the wrath of wolves and other dangerous hazards. But to him it was worth it all, for stumbling upon the land that he now stood upon was worth a million times all that.

And like any other horse Morceus took not time in making it his own, bringing his family down from the shores, hundreds of miles from where he was and back. Other horses became attracted to all the commotion about a new world, equines wandered from far and near to seek the luxuries that Morceus claimed to have found. Eventually it looked like a normal kingdom, horses settling down and falling into a normal routine of things. His ideal world was shaping in his mind, he himself realized he could grasp this fortune and make it his own. Darkness took its turn and began to invade the purity of a great stallions heart.

After some time the horses came to the awares that they could use thing here that they couldn't in other places. iRITHIA seemed to grant them powers that none other could use, each was different but all were wonderful. All were amazing and easy to control once you got the hang of it. Other horses noticed their neighbors discovering the same thing, only instead of earth the other used fire. Whatever the reason it became known that iRITHIA as it'd been called from now on. Had the ability to grant them unearthly and ethereal powers. So forth the land was subtly divided into four parts for each gift.

Fire

Water

Earth

Air

slightly confused the horses chose to get on with it and they established hierarchies among themselves. Morceus watched his kingdom grow, greed now shone brightly in his darkened eyes. He was no longer the god they had once pictured. Morceus began craving power, he didn't like how the horses were acting, he wanted action, something more!

The lord stallion took the ample changes and began expanding, the land shifted from its once happy and comfortable mood to a core downfall. The inhabitants got the brunt of it all, having to stand and listen to their lord ranting and screaming at them for no reason. Having to deal with the after effects of a lord to lord vocal battle. Morceus saw productivity and began to feed on it. He started a technilogical web that branched out into a spider web. Everyone had a certain job, everyone did their job right. An exacutioner was appointed and the horses learned how to fear.

It continued for hundreds of years, morceus passed along and his son without fail took up the thrown. Torturing the civilians of iRITHIA with his rule. It wasn't to long ago that the lord of water finally got the guts and overthrew the main lord. With that gone they all agreed as one that no one would touch the throne of the god of iRITHIA, in it they believed lived spirits that made ones soul rotten.

But now the lords are getting restless, they was something else, not just all the normal things. The inhabitants can feel the tension building, after atleast a hundred years of peace they are beginning to fear again. The Earth lord is playing mutiny and pulling out of the allyship, the other lords are accusing him of trying to gain more power. Things are going to hell, lord turning against lord and land against land. iRITHIA is growing angry and she's letting them all know it.

But what will happen now?
Now its your turn to join the game board.