Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2600:1014:B12A:CBBA:D9F6:6855:4705:5CB4-20171205031419

As the footprint of men had faded from Tamriel they rose from the ashes to reclaim their rightful place as rulers. Gods in a toy of a body the mudcrabs had started to take over. After being made a fool of himself Magnus sculpted the beings of Tamriel off of the godly mudcrabs; making them stronger than even himself. After the men had been all but existent the mudcrabs arose, with the body of a paper plane but the power of something even the divines would fear. What beings were left on Tamriel were to be forced to work under their rule, for they were laughed at and killed for being “weak”. Even when the gates of Oblivion reopens the mud crabs invaded to take their rightful kingdom. The Daedra laughed and pushed them aside, and for that the mudcrabs struck them down and made them cower at the sight of their claws. Only one Daedra was left alone in his particular part of Oblivion, for Sheogorath had known the day would come when the mudcrabs would take their vengeance upon men and gods alike. As the crabs ruled their kingdom the dragons had returned and when Alduin came to fulfill his destiny they struck him down and the leader had absorbed his soul, banishing him from return. They had evolved growing to the form of man, but they would never become the filth of heir abusers. And when men came back they would be ready to fight for their kingdom. 