After the defeat of Gacatė, Men begin to come into Atolnalant, usually in groups.

Many of them settled on the western side of the Numenė River, while the remainder settled on the eastern side (but, of course, some scattered across Atolnalant and remained in the frozen lands).

For many years, there was peace in western Almalinė. During this time, Men were still evening the difference in the number of females and males within their population (the latter of which were very few in number due to dying in the war against Gacatė). Over time, the bonds between different familes and relations caused the people to break into separate clans. As time progressed, the amount of loyalty that a person was expected to give to the clan grew higher and higher until eventually the clans began to war against each other. When the clans on the western side of the Numenė came across, they started fighting as well. Thus, the land on the eastern side of the river became known as the Drecāmorn, the Battle Plains. One could never be safe here, because he or she might wander onto another clan's land and be killed for it.

The violence increased until finally all clans that had come out of Atolnalant were at war. Because of this, Rothag, one the great men of the war against Gacatė, now old and withered, began to act as a diplomat between the clans. He started the process of peace; however, he died before he could reach the end of his dream, but his son, Braldor, picked up where his father had left off, and he brought calm once again to Men.

After their differences were set aside, men began to work together to build a few cities and other such things. Due to the great services that Rothag and Braldor had done for Men, it was decided that a separate place be set aside where there could be peace, so that if there ever were wars again between different groups of men, then they could go there to settle their differences; it was to also handle all matters that were for the betterment of Man. The city of Norgard was founded for the purpose in 78 hg (78 years since Man had awoken on the frozen plains of Atonalant). At this time, Man had no idea that the Celts were on the other side of the continent, nor did the Celts know that Man was there.

Everything went well for the two centuries that followed. Then, however, the ruler of Norgard at the time, Braldor II, was beginnign to receive strange reports from his military force that there were strange people with long, pointed ears coming from the forests that were in the Nenedolth Mountains. The soldiers told him that they spoke an enchanted language which could terrify the hearts of even the bravest man. They also told Braldor II that these wicked foreigners always had some sort of weapon, usually a sword or a lance and that they had begun to make permanent settlements and were coming closer and closer to Norgard daily.

After a few weeks of hearing this, Braldor II decided to send a special group to go and collect any information that they could obtain on these invaders, and, if possible, to bring back one of them alive. The group set out late at night and returned within a fortnight. They reported that, although it was difficult to determine what was happening due to the fact that the invaders were speaking in their wicked language all the time, they had managed to take a prisoner without being noticed and had brought it back to Norgard.

When the Celt was released from his cage and shoved to the ground at Braldor II's feet, he exclaimed, "Oh My! What is it?" Then the kind leaned over and poked it to make sure it was real. Then he tugged at its long, pointy ears. Then Braldor II announced to his court, "It's some type of demon; perhaps a minor servant of Gacatė from the days of yore." The soldiers who had imprisoned him then told the king that, from what they could gather, these people seemed to call themselves "Gelts". At that, the creature rose to his feet and said proudly in his own language, "I am a CELT, not a gelt." The king was bewildered, and he clampe his ears shut and cried, "Stop it! Stop it! It is speaking its language of deceit to me." The guards to the king stepped forward and shoved the young Celt back to the floor and then kicked him a time or two in the head for good measure. After a while the king uncovered his ears and then said, "For now, I'm not sure what to do with this gelt-demon. Put him in a cage, and then place it across the street from the prison. Charge people a small fee to come look at the gelt-demon. Don't kill it, at least: Because it once served Gacatė, we can use it to show the literate students a piece of real history. That will be all for now." The king's guards stepped forward, shoved the young Celt into his cage with their feet and then slammed the door shut. As they were wheeling him out of the king's chamber, he shouted out, "Oh, and find out what kind of food gelt-demons eat, if they eat it all. I don't want such an interesting artifact to die when he is so valuable."

The young Celt cried out for help everytime a person who paid their money came in to see the "wicked gelt-demon of foreign lands". One day, an armed soldier stepped right inside of the Celt's tent. He knew the person guarding the tent on a personal basis, and so the two began to talk. At one time, the visiting soldier had his back right to the Celt's cell. The young Celt slipped his hand to the man's side and pulled out a dagger. He waited until sundown and then sawed at the lock until it split. He ripped off some old part of the tent to wrap around his head so that his pointy ears would not be seen by anyone. He hurried out of the city and headed west from Norgard. Late the next evening, he came across some Celts who were scouting for new territory on which to settle. He told them everything, and word quickly spread back to Asdhen. Of course, by the time that it actually got there, the horros that the young Celt were magnified ten times worse than what they actually were. The Decton (the person with the most power, who rules along with the Senate) was hearing that some type of tall, burly animals that spoke with grunts had brutalized the young Celt, and had once even sliced off parts of his skin to eat as food. The Decton was thoroughly outraged at these tales, and he decided to send his most loyal soldier to this city of grunting animals to seek vengeance for what was done to the young Celt. The assassin left Asdhen and entered Norgard without being noticed, but he was caught as he was trying to enter the king's palace.

The next day, needless to say, the intruder was accused of trying to assassinate the king, and he was tortured mercilessly until dead (as was the custom for people who were caught plotting against the king while in the city of Norgard). Word of this execution passed along to the Decton, in grisly detail, and the Decton decided at once to march troops through the Nenedolth Mountain Valley, into Western Almaline. At that point, the army would invade Norgard and from there conquer the remainder of Almalinė, from sea to sea. Men that survived the attacks were to be either: executed publicly as an example to anyone who abuses a Celt, or sold into slavery.

A dozy-eyed guard was looking from a watchtower high above Norgard. He saw in the distance a large black shape approaching, with many banners fluttering in the wind above the black mass. The king immediately closed the city gates and prepared his men for battle. The Celts had not yet encountered bows and arrows, yet Men had been using them since the war on Gacatė centuries earlier. The Celts were taken back when a flood of arrows begin to assault their front troops. They then thought that the grunting animals inside the city were smarter than they seemed. The remaining Celts pulled back a ways, formed a tight line protected by shields in the front, and then themarched forward. They set ladders (which men had only recently began to use) up along the city wall and began to rush upward. The other Celts moved to the city gates and set fire to it meanwhile.

The Celts finally overran the first lines of Norgard's defense, and they were ransacking the city, setting fire to homes and shops. All men who were able-bodied were out fighting. Many of the shop-smiths were even protecting their businesses by hurling molten lead at the Celts who passed by. One thing was clear: This battle was intended to be a fight to the ultimate death by both sides, and there was little mercy. The fight continued on to mid-day of the next day.

The next day, just as the Sun was beginning on its wayward journey towards the western horizon, two riders came from the South. They easily talked their way past the king's guards and ascended to the very top of the palace. They looked down below and saw the turmoil. Then one of them, named Callinė, shouted out, "Hold your swords, people of Cardė. Do not fight." The soldiers who then had a sword blade on their very necks then were released, and all turned upward to listen.

The people, not knowing it, had been overwhelmed by the influence of an Almalė. She revealed herself as Callinė the Almalė. Though no one present had actually ever met this particular Almalė, all Almalae were held in high regard by both peoples, and any thoughts of discord toward another people melted away from the minds of both Celts and Men.

After Callinė had stopped them from fighting, Diana the Almalė stepped forward. The people, even the women, were overwhelmed by her beauty. Her voice seemed to flutter as she spoke first in the Celt tongue, then in the Mannish tongue. She told them that she was the Almalė of beauty, but then she told the warring people to look around. She asked them if what they saw before them and the bloodshed that they had just witnessed seemed beautiful to them.

That night, Callinė hosted a feast to make plans of how to keep Celts and Men at peace. It was decided that the Celts should keep their lands in the West. and that Men should keep its land in the West. However, two changes were made: Malendrė was to be a neutral land, under control of no one but the Almalae. There Men and Celts could freely live together. In addition, the strip of land running from the tributaries of the River Įntequė to the lower part of Narmonė River should also be neutral territory. The second thing that was changed was that the Almalae should hold council together to create a common language to unite Men and Celts. It would be called Almalinian. Along with this the Almalae would develop a calendar that could be used by all people of Almalinė.

The next year, the Almalae began to travel all across Almalinė with the newly-created language. It took them twenty years to fully establish the language everywhere. However, in the end, the Almalinian language was developed, and the peoples of Cardė were united. A long, long time of peace came. With the exception of some of the more educated men, the memory of Gacatė brought forth images of some dry, old, withered demon, and knowledge of him was reduced mostly to religious studies.

Far, far underground, under the area where Rozhgurm once was, a creature began his ascent toward the surface of the world.