Nelida's Grace

The two titans towered above the races as they crossed the bridge. Brother and Sister, both alike in all ways from looks, build, and speech, their focus was on the horizon, looking for the beasts from the lower hells they were trying to save everyone from. Their gaze shifted to the masses as they crossed through the gate that they created. The sounds and smells of fear permeated through them all. Man, dwarf, elf, orc, gnome - all focused on one thing; getting through the gate.  They were the god's answers to the invasion that was destroying their world.  “You know they are only going to repeat this process again?” The sister said to the brother, lacking any sort of emotion. “Of course, but that is not our concern, we are to restore the balance when and where needed”, the brother stated.  The shrieking of the host resonated from a distance. The twins both looked down at the last of the beings - the kings and queens of the nations that had crossed over. They spoke in unison as one “They come, you must flee, the world we found isn’t yours alone, you must move now.” As the last being crossed the gate, the twins turned to face the host descending on them. They reach out, holding hands, and bright blinding light, searing to the eyes froze the host in mid-flight, cleansing them from the evil within. As the Titans held their position against the inevitable host of fiends flying towards them, wanting to pass through, they turned toward each other and solidified, where there was a bright light. Now, only stone appeared, the titans entombed for eternity as protectors of the gate into the new world they found, Verivar.