Pantheon LARP

To tell the tale of Chaos without telling of Order is an impossible task for the two’s destinies have forever and will forever be intertwined. Long has been their struggle. Before the races, before Panthes, indeed before the gods themselves the two great powers stood in opposition to one another. Order presented a plan of development. While Chaos scoffed all plans and structure. Everything that Order influenced Chaos corrupted. The great maker and his bane; the two were destined to do battle.

In the time before time life matter was a gift to be taken; a project to advance, or an object to manipulate. The two great entities wrestled over aspects and auras. Among the aspects; life, war, luck, magic, and death were the most highly contested. The two great entities, each one scores stronger than the gods and creatures that burst forth from Order, struggled for ages until shortly after securing death through the deity of Fate Order fell to the might of Chaos. 

Seemingly victorious Chaos mocked his advisory as streams of gods burst forth from the remains. Order became the fallen foe yet undefeated advisory. For his death brought life to the gods who continue the conflict. Chaos has then, and still remains the opposition to all things restricted by logic. To this day Chaos roams all that is, changing and manipulating everything encountered. 

The touch of Chaos can be seen in the mutated mortals that lie beyond the fringes of civilization. Its minions once ruled the oceans they have crawled to land adapting to the air. Shambling masses roll about converting all they touch to a doctrine of insanity. Yet the offspring of Order are not without hope for the gods continue the fight and while their progress is marginal it is progress still.