The Plane of Zenyar once held much promise, a verdant forested land fill with resources. The human people of Zenyar flourished, for a time. Then the Kree awoke fro their slumber.

Kree are a massive swarm of insectoid monsters. They wake every so often and strip Zenyar of as much life as they can, propagating themselves, then waging a war to decide superior and inferior creatures, only to go to dormant once again until Zenyar replenishes itself with life to bring the cycle to a head anew. The Kree fell upon the humans with savage ferocity, slaughtering and devouring them wholesale, raising their cities and at times reducing them to chattel to be raised, butchered then eaten.

This would have continued if not for an intervention. The heavens saw the renewal of the cycle, but something had changed, actual life, humans born with souls, were extant on Zenyar. A small faction of angels in heaven moved that intervention was necessary and even prudent, that the soulless Kree should not be allowed to harvest the humans. However Heaven was stuck in discussion, as it often is without the Word of God(s?) to guide it. Some angels could not stand that, so they moved on their own initiative to help, and were cast down and out by their fellows, stripped of much of their power. but, not as it turns out, their knowledge. The uplifted the remaining humans still resisting, giving them knowledge of magic and technology far above their time. Soon runecarven ships flew in the skies of Zenyar, raining death and ruin on the Kree en masse. The few reaming cities of humanity turned into massive fortresses rebuffing their assault and denying them their food. Soon the Kree were being pushed back, the reversal too much for them to stop. They were pushed back to the hive of the Queen, and that is when disaster struck once more.

Angels, unfallen and "pure", came to hunt down and cull the fallen. They struck like lightning across the planet, destroying mountain ranges and slaughtering thousands in their ire. Humanity once again hung by a thread as their airfleets were annihilated and fortresses blast by holy fire and lightning. The Angels were unstoppable, their fury elemental. Hosts of Greater angel changing the very face of Zenyar while host armies of lesser ones slaughtered people, fallen and half breeds alike. Things were thought lost until a clever human named Goast came up with inversal runes of what the fallen had taught humanity. Unhallowed runes that would ward against the angels and harm them even as the hallowed runes would against a devil. The Runes worked, laying the angels low, breaking their holy blitz and visiting the destruction the brought to Zenyar, back upon themselves.

Now Zenyar is in a state of flux, life, especially human has been thoroughly twisted, broken and reeling. Only the fortresses and safe held forests are suitable for humanity. Hosts of lesser Angels still roam the skies Zenyar, attacking at opportunity presents itself. They are unwilling or unable to go home. Likewise the bestial soulless Kree still roam forested lands looking upon the humans with hatred, and an unending hunger. Finally with the advent of portals be mixing runes together, you have everyone moving, to fight, or to find a new home.