Once millions of years ago and millions of miles away there was a peaceful and prosperous civilization on a planet called Mal'Vorrd. The people of this ancient world lived in peace in eight kingdoms spread across the face of their world. Each kingdom had it's own unique aptitudes which granted them special control over the lands in which they lived. The people of the oldest of the kingdoms were said to have extraordinary gifts of the mind. It was said that their powers were so great as to allow them to control all things, and other people, with their thoughts alone. The oldest members of this ancient race seeing the potential of their powers for good and for ill created a set of rules to prevent the use of these powers for evil intent. This set of rules was followed willingly and happily until one of the people of Mal'Vorrd; A mighty man named Mal'Fraie became too power hungry and started practicing the black art of controlling other living beings. At first no one knew or suspected him for he was the leader of his people and a good man by all appearances. Then he set out on a journey to dominate the world and his own people were forced to rise up against him. Silent wars raged, wars of the mind, all who lost were bent to Mal'Fraie's wicked will. Many died many more faced insanity and worse than death at Mal'Fraies' hand. Finally after decades of loss and sorrow when those few who remained free were on the last edge of hope there arose one by the name of Dae'Namor and he along with his two pupils threw down Mal'Fraie and bound him in eternal slumber for it was against their laws to kill any living being, and they had not the strength to remove his power as would normally have been done. so the entombed him and hoped he would never awaken.
To prevent another for following in Mal'Fraie's path they relocated to the moon planet of Do'Vraal. There they remained and slowly all knowledge of them and their culture faded into myths, legends, and old wives tails.
