For the next ten years magic remained unpredictable and dangerous. Few chose to train in spellcraft, and the great magic schools of the world closed. Gradually over the next few years, the great storm faded from the sky. With it all manner of magic ceased to function completely. Psionics, technology and religion gained followers and power. Priests began to discover that a great divine battle had taken place. Gulohg the Usurper, and the Raven Queen were no more. Their deaths had been brought about by the power of the slaying stones. As a result all the lode stones and their granular form, residuum, around the world were destroyed. A cult arose dedicated to Draccorrin, god of the afterlife. Draccorrin priests claim that their deity is master over spirit and animus. They preach that when one dies you are judged by Draccorrin, if he finds your actions fit you pass on to an afterlife in service to your deity. However, if he finds you unfit, you are returned to life as an undead. For nearly twenty years humanoids were cut off from the Feywild, Shadowfell, Astral Sea, Sigil and the Elemental Chaos as planar magic, like all others had ceased to function. These years are called the Wailing. It was a sad and dangerous time where only muscle, mind and faith stood against the wild creatures of the world.