Talitheria is lighted by the Green Gem and by the Amethyst Fire that orbit the hollow world at lunar distances and at one half of one Astronomical Unit, respectively. Each gem is five hundred miles in diameter, and sheds light on the planet below, and into the great crevasses in which the Shadowthings breed.
Light has a strange quality here, almost touchable, and the shadows are heavy, and the light is green, or purple, or some combination of them both. Honest yellow sunlight and bright blue skies do not exist. The sky is dim, and so is the world to human eyes. The locals are humanoid, and have excellent low light vision.
The interior of Talitheria is a place of great darkness where malicious things that cannot stand any light live. But some of their half-breed children can venture up out of the Great Crevasses into the light when it is most dim. The residents of the surface, the Halfworld, bar their doors on these no moon nights, or on nights in winter when the gems are not visible for the clouds.
Such things as live in the dark are the great Charcoal Dragons, wise and malicious and hungering, but the merest touch of gemlight is enough to turn them to ash.
There are two prominent forms of magic used by the Halfworlders. Each relies on the light of its favored gem.
The Purple Magi bind magic to ritual, and to staves, and find mana in things touched by the dawnlight of the purple gem, and not polluted by the green gem.
The Green Men are willworkers who if standing in the light of their gem may work magic by will and the word.
Great and changing alliances were formed, and then ripped asunder. Kings tried to master these magicians through history with Green Towers and Purple Havens, and the long distant Emperor of the Gold was able to force both Green and Purple to live together in harmony by means of hanging those who disagreed with his royal edicts and burning their towers and havens.
In the time of the Emperor, great advances were made on creating mirrored towers that would reflect the light of the gems down into the crevasses to protect the people, and even to make possible an eventual invasion and war of extermination. But one of the mage traditions chose treachery and alliance with the Darkness rather than peaceful coexistence. To hear both tell the tale, it was the other that was guilty.
However, most serious historians who also have extremem bravery or means of anonymity agree that it was the Green Men who betrayed humanity. However for a sage to say this in public is to sign his own death warrant as Green assassins are likely to find him.
After the Emperor, there were successor states, but neither tradition ever allowed a king to get that powerful again. There were wars as coalitions of Green countries warred on coalitions of Purple countries. And there were times when the Purple or the Green gave over a country to its opposing tradition in order for a restive king to be punished and brought low.
But finally, a thousand years had passed, and the Purple Magi succeeded in casting a great spell that cost the life of their greatest arch-magi. They put out the Green Fire. Suddenly, no Green Man could cast a spell.
This had the effect of reducing the light hitting the world which hurt crops. It also made a number of settlements unviable as they had required the Green Light to hold back the shadowthings from a nearby crevasse.
The Coalition of the Purple rode forth, and smashed the armies of the Green that still existed, and a few towns that revolted and hid behind their walls were reduced to smoking rubble. But the year long campaign served its purpose. All of the Halfworld was united at the Council of Purple. The Twenty Nations were joined, and the Purple Emperor was crowned.
Meanwhile, the shadowthings had advanced and grown bold. Crops were having difficulty. However, without the constant harrassment and expenditure of a war, and due to new trade routes opening up, the Emperor was able to stave off starvation, get newer low light crops planted, and drive back the Shadowthings into the great crevasses.
Decades passed, and the world stabilized. Much of the power was divided between the Purple Havens, the permanent bueraucracy, and the Emperor's Men. It was not a very good system, but it was markedly better than what had gone before. The Purple Empire was becoming a prosperous nation, and children in the cities learned their loyalty to the Emperor first rather than loyalty to the individual nation they came from.
But Fifty Years to the day, the Green Gem flared to life again.
Most people rather liked the rule of the Emperor. Some did not.
The Purple Havens are faced with a problem. In order to restrain a rogue purple mage, a criminal, all one had to do was to take away their stave and their mana filled bits and pieces, and shut a cell door in their face.
But the Green Men are not so easily disarmed. They are creating armies, funding bandits, and striking in the night at the weak ones. A soldier might stay on the wall of his city for the night only to come home in the morning to find his wife strangled in her bed by vines.
Some of the Purple wish to try to appease the Green, to grant them some rights, although not equal status. Others note the rumors of the Green Men consorting with the Shadowthings, and the few historians brave enough to say the truth, and lucky enough to dodge Green assassins remind the people of Green treachery. And they note that the only way to really stop a Green Man is to kill him. You can't after all chain a man in complete darkness for if you do, he becomes a Shadowthing. And if a Green Man has the green light, he can cast magic.
A number of the Purple might be somewhat sympathetic to the outraged cries of the Green, but they point to history, and they point to pragamatism. The world is objectively better off they claim now that their is an Emperor again. Its a hard claim to refute.
The Green Men insist on their rights, and their vengeance.