Hello everyone
today imatiboy is really proud to show you the second and final part of his latest project ( Ethymia - The Light Temple )
This build was made by imatiboy, Arax, Tyoko22, Victory64 and Baldurcraft
it took 1 month to finish it

Here is the story of this map :

Once , life was quiet, monotonous , children ran through the streets , merchants had their stand Baubles wacky , sailors docked their boat dock, and bringing fresh fish , mothers called their children to dinner, and fathers returning from work exhausted.
Storoth was growing gradually Headquarters, finished soon dazzled every morning this peaceful village giving a little happiness to brighten the monotonous days of the inhabitants .
The monks Headquarters reflected difficulty with the books of the Ancient Knowledge, found in the earth, these books were old relics that tried to translate the monks Headquarters .
They worked tirelessly until a monk made a discovery that changed Värym forever.
The monk , named Aldélias , translated with his friends a part of one of the books of Ancient Knowledge. A cool mist out of his mouth , cooling the air already glacial Aldélias plunged his fine quill in the inkwell and began to translate the text incomprehensible in his eyes , he studied in detail every word , every word composition everything that could help was studied .
He could not do it , its still blank paper , nothing came to mind, then he looked up at the azure sky, then turned her head toward the sun, he stared up cry pain , smoke billowing from his eyes, he knelt with his hands over his eyes, and screamed again and again , to no end , and then vanished ...
Once awake , Aldélias tried to open his eyes, but he noticed that nothing had ever embraced , he felt that his eyes were open , but the black dominated his thoughts, then he thought back to the text that he had lost his sight, and saw again in his head phrases that posed a problem for him , until he screamed with joy, he screamed with all his might , that is when the monks flocked to see where the noise came and they saw Aldélias standing , surrounded by a blue aura around his body weakened, small bluish sparks crackled at the ends of his fingers.
The monk half opened his mouth and said: " What is the magic ! "

Time passed, the snow fell and melted leaving the flowers bloom , and the sun made its appearance heating the air , the cold returned to his seat , making her blush leaves until they fall .
Since the famous discovery Storoth had changed radically , the magic had changed the religious, the clergy had made their appearance , the magic had taken an important role , and dangerous.
A group of clerics sailors traveling once every full moon to go on the charred earth of a volcanic island , not far from Storoth .
This group began to see more and more, up to a surprising discovery , they had studied some magic effects on molten rock and discovered the magic that once mixed with molten rock , this magic became much more powerful than before.

After perfecting their magic, having studied with near perfection the magic of lava, the group had decided to fit a visit to Headquarters.
They had come to the top of the seat where Aldélias resided , the group of five magicians raised his hand as a sign of salvation , then one of the men came forward and said:
"O Aldélias , Founder of magic, You who is in contact with Heaven , you who see through your minds despite blindness , we have surpassed Te !
We found stronger than yours magic! We Te destitute in Thy throne Supreme Magus ! "

Aldélias rose from his seat quietly and stared spokesman with glassy eyes , he began to giggle , and just calmed down after he cleared his throat and said:

" You're a poor clerk, and you dare to encroach on my power ! I advise you to swallow your words poisoned , keep them for more stupid than you, and return to your occupations of clerks, sailors! "

The spokesman , so upset by the words of Aldélias , began to utter incomprehensible words and a jet of molten magma coming out of his fingers , the heat burned the eyes of the clergy , then qu'Aldélias felt absolutely nothing, he stretched his arms and pressed his palm against the molten rock that was intended for him , it solidified in instant contact with his hand.
It was then a gesture of the hand, say goodbye . The clerks were gone .

From that day Storoth was divided , clerics had gathered on the volcanic island and had built a city named Dolgaran .
As for the old town called Storoth , she became Sivgard , City of Angels , they began to call the city Dolgaran underworld.
The war had begun ...

The Dolgaraniens and Sivgardes warred for decades , the hope of seeing peace no longer existed, there was only darkness and desolation, death wandered in everyone's minds .
However, a battle remained in the anal than Henadiel .
Henadiel was once a small fishing island , away from civilization , they were so away they had not discovered the magic , and had never heard . The Dolgaraniens had decided to invade the island, which was a crucial strategic point , but Aldélias had planned the coup , and he sent an army of mages protect Henadiel .
Mages Svigardes advancing as quickly as possible , while Dolgaraniens had already arrived at Henadiel they began to burn straw houses , kill the population of the island, without mercy.
When the Magi Svigardes arrived , the island was already on fire , they ran to see if there was no survivors, but there were none .
Mages lava had spotted for some time Svigardes , and suddenly a Svigarde gave the order to attack, kill them.
Lava flowed from the mouths of Dolgaraniens , as a volcanic eruption, while mages Svigardes began to gush were covered or water their fingers or palms.
The solidified on washing with water , and small explosions would occur when the contact between these two elements .
Mages put more power in their spells , so much so that small explosions were getting bigger and bigger , so big that in a moment , everything was turned white, so strong glow dazzled mages , so strong that it could pierce the dark clouds in the sky, the light was gone as she had appeared suddenly and heard a huge explosion , everything was shaved even faster than the appearance of this mysterious light .
Henadiel was shaved surface Värym forever ...

This battle , however, had no effect on the mages , they continued and still continue to fight to dominate the other.
Sivgard uses peace as the ultimate excuse , while Dolgaran only wants to dominate to allow mages spiritual freedom prevented by Aldélias .
Nobody ever knew who was lying or not , all we know is that the war is still raging , and it will not stop anytime soon ...