In a decrepit tower overlooking the dark decaying alleys of the Plane over which he ruled, Innoruuk waited, stoking the fire of his Hate until it was a raging inferno. He cursed his fellow gods for not including him in their pact and vowed to make them regret such disrespect.
From the halls of the Elves' fair city, Takish-Hiz, the Prince of Hate snatched away the first Elven King and Queen.
In his realm of pain and anger he slowly tore them apart, physically and mentally, over the course of three hundred years.
He then gathered the quivering remnants of these beings of light and built them into his own dark sadistic image, a twisted mockery of Tunare's noble children.
Rallos Zek again watched from afar, determined to add to his creation as well, and this time Brell convinced the Warlord to join the pact, assuring him that it was indeed an appropriate time to fulfill his desires.
Deep in the earth did Brell return to create the Gnomes, resembling Dwarves to some extent, yet more wiry and gnarled, consumed with tinkering with devices more so than their cousins.Ogres, massive, unmovable beings of questionable intelligence, and the Orcs, bred for battle and singled minded in their desire for conquest.
By this time, those who are now known as the elder races of Norrath had begun to expand and mature. Villages became cities, and cities became kingdoms. Several of the races became bent on expansion and warfare became part of their developing cultures.
And of all the races, it was the Ogres who quickly proved the most interested in battle and plunder, and their empire grew outward from their mountain home until it eventually encompassed a large portion of Tunaria, largest of the known continents.
Their knowledge of magic grew as did their greed, until they became weary of only Norrath, and when they learned of other planes and dimensions, invaded the Plane of Earth itself.
Rallos Zek watched with pride as his creations challenged the gods of that realm, and when they eventually knew defeat, the Warlord himself led a second invasion.
The war that ensued shook the heavens and angered the greater gods. Through their combined might, Rallos Zek was finally thwarted and forced back to his domain after which a great barrier to the Planes of Power was erected, denying entry to both the lesser gods and mortals as well.
And then, in what some view as spite and others justice, the gods cursed the Warlord's creations.
Thousands of Ogres were slain and their empire collapsed around them. The Giants were spread from one end of the world to the other, forced to flee their homes as the gods brought snow and ice to their previously lush lands.
And the Goblins were also cursed, but no writing remains of their punishment as they no longer keep records of their history (which is perhaps some indication as to the severity of their curse).