The kingdom was named for the highest order of Angel which represents the ideals of the visionary, Captain Taliaan Balthier Fireswill, who worked to create the kingdom. He accepted the position under Jehoel Seraphim who took the mantle of King to unify and gather the Aasimar from the Army of the Astral Sea. There are many Aasimar that came to the kingdom after its creation from the ranks of the Army of the Astral Sea. Nearly all surviving members of the army came to settle in the kingdom expecting Jehoel to lead the kingdom as effectively as he did the army. After about three years  the visionary Taliaan Balthier had left the kingdom, those were the best days for sure. Aided by the Deva for just over a decade the kingdom was set to thrive. The only known country to have direct divine help.

For decades after that help ended Jehoel has become almost tyrannical in his rule, not allowing any deviation from his vision for the kingdom. However, he never understood farming and production of goods to allow his country to thrive and prosper. The people are starving and tired of the mismanagement of their Gods given country. Now the country is on the verge of civil war. Military units and naval elements have been captured by rival kingdoms or have deserted Solaris.

The Founding of Solaris (Y83-Y182)

Part I: The Lord Marshall's 'Last Mission' (Year 83)

In the wake of the Sundered Isle crisis (Y82), the Aasimar of the Army of the Astral Sea were a victorious but scattered people on the material plane. But in the Astral Sea itself, 200,000 Aasimar soldiers—the next generation of recruits—were still awaiting deployment for a war that had already ended.

Taliaan Balthier Fireswill, the famed (and pardoned) deserter, Captain of the Deliverance, saw this. He had the vision and, thanks to a dragon's hoard, the wealth to build them a homeland. He approached the only man who could command such a force: Lord Marshall Jehoel Seraphim.

Taliaan, an idealist, genuinely believed Jehoel's military leadership was what this new nation needed. "Lord Marshall," he proposed, "our war is over. Give the 200,000 new soldiers their final mission: to build a 'New Olympus,' a homeland for all Aasimar."

Jehoel, an autocrat who only understood command, and whose authority rested on his (unproven) claim of being a Solar's son, agreed... with one demand. "If I am to be a part of this 'Solaris'," Jehoel stated, "I will be the one in control. They will not follow a council. They will follow a King."

Taliaan, believing a strong leader was necessary, agreed. The bargain was struck.

Part II: The Kingdom of Artisans (Year 84)

In Year 84, the great migration began. King Jehoel Seraphim, with the divine sanction of the gods and the financial backing of Taliaan, founded Solaris on three unclaimed equatorial islands. The 200,000 undeployed Aasimar were transported there, a ready-made population of soldiers and engineers.

But the call went out further. This was to be a utopian marvel, and Taliaan's gold bought the best. Masons from Dwarven holds, Elven architects, and even secretive, master artisans from the Underdark flocked to the islands, drawn by the promise of unlimited resources and the chance to build a perfect city.

The gods themselves smiled on this grand, Lawful Good experiment. As this massive, multicultural workforce of over 200,000 souls gathered, a host of Devas descended.

"We are here to aid this holy endeavor," the lead Deva announced. "For one year, as you build, we will see to your needs."

Part III: The Deva's Loophole (Y84 - Y94)

King Jehoel, a man who only understood mission parameters, saw his first primary challenge: logistics. He had a population of 200,000 builders who were not farmers. The Devas' "aid," he reasoned, must be to provide sustenance. And so, for one year, the Devas magically provided tons of food, allowing the entire, massive population to focus exclusively on construction.

They built the Sunspire Citadel, the Grand Temple of the Astral Hosts, and the foundations of the capital, Marom Zahav.

At the end of the year, the lead Deva returned. "Our time is complete. Your city stands."

King Jehoel, standing on the ramparts of his half-finished citadel, looked out at the thousands of masons and Aasimar still toiling. "But we are not finished," he stated, not as a request, but as a correction of fact. "The mission is incomplete. You said you would aid us as we build. We are still building."

The Deva, bound by its own divine words, could not argue the logic. "...We will add another year."

This became Jehoel's entire economic model. For a full decade, from Y84 to Y94, he masterfully and intentionally kept the kingdom in a state of "perpetual construction." He never ordered the farms on Tir Na Nog to be tilled. He never established fishing fleets. He never built a single grain silo.

Why would he? Every time the Devas returned, he simply pointed to another unfinished temple or unpaved road. And the Devas, trapped in Jehoel's logic loophole, sighed and provided another year of miraculous, free food.

For ten years, Solaris was a paradise. It was a kingdom of soldiers, priests, and artisans fed by divine magic, a perfect, self-contained military state that produced nothing and wanted for nothing.

Part IV: The Visionary's Departure (Y87)

The idealist, Taliaan Balthier Fireswill, did not see this as a success. He saw it as a looming catastrophe.

For three years (Y84-Y87), he, the visionary, had worked to build the true kingdom, organizing trade routes and planning the agricultural sector on Tir Na Nog. But King Jehoel let the fields lie fallow, focusing all manpower on the citadels. Taliaan realized his devastating mistake: Jehoel wasn't a "king"; he was a "commander" who only knew how to run an army, not a country. He had no plan for what happened after the building stopped.

Taliaan confronted Jehoel, demanding he build farms. Jehoel, in his Solar-born arrogance, refused, pointing to the Devas as his "supply line."

Taliaan knew what would happen. If he, the man who funded the kingdom and was a pardoned deserter, stood up against the "divinely-appointed" King, it would spark a civil war just three years into the nation's existence. He would not be the one to destroy his own dream.

In Y87, Taliaan Balthier Fireswill, the visionary founder, quietly left the kingdom he had paid for, hoping Jehoel would one day die of old age before his arrogance starved their people. (He now secretly funds the Solaris Resistance, desperately trying to stave off the very rebellion he fled.)

Part V: The Great Famine (Y94 - Y182)

In Year 94, the Devas returned for their tenth visit. King Jehoel, standing in his completed capital, Marom Zahav, had no more unfinished walls to point to.

The lead Deva looked upon the gleaming, perfect, non-self-sufficient city. "You are... finished."

And with that, the Devas, their word finally fulfilled, departed. The magic food stopped.

The famine was not immediate, but it was inevitable. King Jehoel, a man who "never understood farming," was now in charge of 200,000 people with no agricultural infrastructure. His response was not to build farms, but to ration. As a military commander, he did what he had always done: he allocated resources to his primary assets.

90% of all resources went to the Army and the Temples.

For the next 88 years, Solaris decayed. The military and priesthood in the "Military Core" (Sunspire Citadel, Temple District) lived in splendor. The civilian districts—the descendants of the very artisans and masons who built the city—were left to starve. The "Obsidian Scars" and "Sunken Fields" of Marom Zahav are the direct result of King Jehoel's decade-long loophole, a tragic utopia that died the moment it was finally, perfectly built.