The Human First Empire took it's name from the T'lan Imass First Empire. It existed at the same time as the Kallorian Empire.
Onrack to Trull Sengar : ‘Dessimbelackis,’ Onrack whispered. ‘The founder of the human First Empire. Long vanished by the time of the unleashing of the Beast Ritual. It was believed he had . . . veered.’ ‘D’ivers?’ ‘Aye.’ ‘And beasts numbered?’ ‘Seven.’ - (HoC, Tpb, p.320)
"Blood had for generations soaked countless altars in worship of him. The nascent cities were wreathed in the smoke of forges, pyres, the red glow of humanity's dawn. The First Empire had risen, on a continent a half a world away from where K'rul now walked. An empire of humans, born from the legacy of the T'lan Imass, from whom it took its name." - ( MoI, Uk mmpb, p.36)
"Seven main avenues within each city of the First Empire. The Sky Spirits look down upon the holy number, seven scorpion tails, seven stings facing the circle of sand. To all would make offerings to the Seven Holies, look to the circle of sand.
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The seven scorpion-sting thrones had once towered over the enclosure, each seventy-seven arm-spans high." - (DG, UK mmpb, p.646)
note: on a First Empire road (see Tremorlor for description), temporarily exposed because of the Whirlwind Wall, Fiddler, Crokus and Apsalar encounter chariot wheels amongst the artifacts. Seems likely that the human First Empire employed chariots - (DG, UK MMPB, p.257)
The Dessim’al, a cult from the First Empire (BH - DP)
The Nameless Ones, ancient cult from the First Empire (BH - DP)
Destrai Anant, God Chosen, the Well of the Spirit. Feather Witch (RG)
And a Shield Anvil -- a T’orrud Segul in the language of the First Empire
Mortal Sword - equates to First Sword?
Samar Dev stopped listening, since she had heard Puddy’s boasts before, and held her gaze on the woman the Meckros warrior had called a Seguleh. First Empire word, that. The Anvil. Strange name for a people -- likely some remnant clan from the colonial period of Dessimbelackis’ empire. A fragment of an army, settled on some pleasant island as their reward for some great victory -- those armies were each named, and ‘The Anvil’ was but a variation on a theme common among the First Empire military (DoD)
"Her daughter chose the Path of the Soletaken, a fraught journey, that. She was hardly unique, the twisted route was a popular alternative to Ascension. More...earthly, they claimed. And older, and that which was old was in high favour in the last days of the First Empire...It was understandable that Elders of the day sought to ease their children's chosen path. Sought to create a new version of the old, risk-laden one - for that had crumbled, weakened, was cancerous. Too many of the Empire's young were being lost - and never mind the wars to the west-'
- Heboric on the Human First Empire and Soletaken - (DG, UK MMPB, p.514)
"The final days - so long ago, now - had been chaotic. The ritual had unravelled, unexpectedly, unpredictably. Madness gripped the Soletaken. Madness splintered the more powerful of its kin, broke one into many, the burgeoning power wild, blood-hungry, birthing the D'ivers. The Empire was tearing itself apart...
I (Treach) was there at the end, one of the few survivors once the T'lan Imass were done with us. Brutal, merciful slaughter. They had no choice - I see that now, though none of us were prepared to forgive. Not then. The wounds were too fresh.
Gods, we tore a warren to pieces on that distant continent. Turned the eastlands into molten stone that cooked and became something that defied sorcery. The T'lan Imass sacrificed thousands to cut away the cancer we had become. It was the end, the end of all that promise, all that bright glory. The end of the First Empire. Hubris, to have claimed a name that rightly belonged to the T'lan Imass...
We fled, a handful of survivors. Ryllandaras...Messremb...' - (MoI, UK MMPB, p.313-4)
Yath Ghatan (Yareth Ghanatan) - now Y'Ghatan
Yadeth Garath
Kanarbar Belid
Vithan Taar
Minikenar
E'napatha N'apur
N'Karaphal
Trebur
Inath'an Merusin
Vinith
Hedori Kwil
Tramara
It seemed the night would never end during the war with the Sar Trell. Before the appearance of Our Great Emperor, Dessimbelackis, our legions were thrown back on the field of battle, again and again. Our sons and daughters wept blood on the green ground, and the wagon-drums of the enemy came forth in thunder.
But no stains could hold upon our faith, and it shone ever fierce, ever defiant. We drew our ranks tall, overlapped shields polished and bright as the red sun, and the one among us who was needed, who was destined to grasp the splashed grip of the First Empire’s truthful sword, gave his voice and his strength to lead us in answer to the well-throated rumble of the Sar Trell warcries, the stone-tremble of their wagon-drums.
Victory was destined, in the forge-lit eyes of He of the Seven Holy cities, the fever-charge of his will, and on that day, the Nineteenth in the Month of Leth-ara in the Year of Arenbal, the Sar Trell army was broken on the plain south of Yath-Ghatan, and with their bones was laid the foundation, and with their skulls the cobbles of Empire’s road . . .The Dessilan - Vilara -(MT, UK Trade, p.531)
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