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Domi created the Taur race long ago, a noble race that combined the best of the liontaurs, the centaurs, and the minotaurs. The original taurs spoke the Ancestral Taur language, These taurs were the youngest of the noble races. But they fell into ignobility, and they were sundered into centaur and minotaur and liontaur. The tale of that sundering is lost to myth and conjecture, but at least the three races all knew they were children of Domi.
The taur races lived together on the mainland, but over 400 years ago a small number of them set off, believing prophesies that the gods were going to destroy much of the northern continent. A small group of refugees made it to the Taur Isles, where they made island homes. Adapting from a hunter lifestyle to a seafaring existence. many liontaurs became merchants, trading among the taur communities on the islands. These liontaurs were responsible for instigating the great Taur Civil War, which pitted centaur against minotaur, while the liontaur merchants profited from both. The role of the liontaurs in starting the war was long a secret, but in recent years word has trickled out. At the end of that war, the taur races were sundered further, each segregated on its own island. Some say the liontaurs were punished most for their betrayal of their kin, exiled to the smallest of the Taur Isles, and plagued by hell hounds.
A short time before the Godwar and the Year of Ascension, an island appeared in the waters between Minotaur Isle and Centaur Isle, where land had never been before. Strange stories were told about this new place -- called Bridge Isle by most. These rumors said that Bridge Isle was a place that welcomed centaurs, minotaurs, and liontaurs -- a place where ancient enemies lived in peace. It was said a group called the Chosen of Domi were tasked by the god himself with reuniting the ancient races...but not even they could overcome the hates of the past and in anger the god cast the land bridge to isle back into the sea.
" ... not even they could overcome the hates of the past and in anger the god cast the land bridge to isle back into the sea."Harvest Moon had copied the story of the lone minotaur into her journal as best she could from memory, adding her own commentary after. It was a gift beyond price that had been given to her, and she did her best to do honor to it. She would return to Rum, and one day her journal would take its place within her library. The story would then be there for someone to find.
This was the story told to me by the nameless minotaur when we visited Fort Beast in the tauric isles. I feel this is not a story spoken often, even among the Tauric peoples themselves. Why they chose to tell this to me, I do not know. But I feel that there is much honor in this for me. If you read this now, I urge you not to tell this story lightly, for it remains a point of shame for the Tauric peoples. Please respect their pride.
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