Long ago, in the Ages before the Wars of Making; an Age long after the Annihilation of Arctica; most of the Northern Isles below the Arctine River and leages northward besides, belonged to and was known as the Kingdom of Xaveria. Xaveria, the capital city of the nation with the same name, was easily the most beautiful city of the norther isles. Many naming it the "Jewel of the North"

However, in this times, the Shadow's hand reached far beyond the Heart of Darkness and the Great War raged openly between the forces of the Creator and the minions of the Fallen. It as a time where no living nation fought against any other, no good man crossed his sword with his fellow, but it was the forces of the Light, that battled opently against the Shadow

Xaveria, along with a host of powerful nations made up the main bulk of the forces of the Light in the name of the Creator, Together, they formed the Illumina Covenant, otherwise known as the Pledge of the Light. It was this alliance of nations that was the main force against the Darkness, the main offence and the only defence against the Fallen

It has been said by some that Xaveria wa the greatest nation in the Illumina Covenant, with a lion hearted Queen descended from a long line of Xilveras ArchMagi and a Light-bolstered warrior and knight with the courage that made even the most determined man doubt himself, as her husband and King. But the undominable truth was the courage of the people. A men who was brave and showed such courage was said to be a Xaverian at heart.

It was her warriors that made her strength. They would battle no army they could not crush, nor attack a shadow blighted city they could not level to the ground by nightfall, but of all her mighty men and women, it was her Paladin, those Legendary Xaverian Paladin whose Valor, Faith and powerful Shields, that brought her name to the lips of every man in awe. Those shields would never falter, would never yield. They would hold the tide of enourmous armies of Shadowspawn at the Arctine River, and every time break the tide and drive them back into the depths of the BLasted Lands from whence they came. It was these Paladin that gave Xaveria the name of the Shield that Would Never Falter.

It was not long before Victory was theirs

But time passed and Victory faded to memory, and gave way to envy, jealousy, conspiracy and hatred. The Covenant was torn asunder, nations drowned and disappeared in the blood shed in infighting and civil war. Xaveria... fell not long after the troubles started, at the hands of bitter betrayal and an Army of Shadowspawn bigger than any in that War of Darkness. Though it was a Victory, of all her courageous people, only a handful survived that battle.

The nation that had defended the land single handedly against a thousand armies of the Fallen, that had held their line and destroyed every army that had fallen upon them, had been beaten now and destroyed. The Shield that Would Not Falter had been crushed.