Post by Void on Nov 15, 2015 22:37:46 GMT -6
Gracelings
Age range-16-200
Height range- 4"-6"
Languages- Common Tongue, Runic
Culture- Once considered the strongest of all races these once proud people have fallen into dark times with the collapse of their grand empires and the rise of mans. The last of their kind these elfs do their best to keep themselves isolated in fear of what humans might do if discovered. A noble yet arrogant race Gracelings tend to think themselves better than other races, as they were the first to walk the lands after the gods created the world.
Leadership- In Elven tradition royalty only descends through the female line, leaving males with no ties to their crown. A single ruling Queen with the Kingdoms spiritual leader who advises the Queen in all matters concerning the land.
Legal- Narcotics are widely used in the elven lands and are easy to come across in their forests and with little government control Gracelings tend to do as they wish.
Illegal- Slavery, for obvious reasons.
Diet- Elves feast on a similar diet to that of humans but with little land to farm on they usually dine on berry's, dried roots, and a wide variety of birds, deer, boars and whatever else they can hunt in the wilds.
Religion- Aura; The energy that flows through every walk of life that connects everything with everyone, teaching that all are one in the end and in death ones self will be recycled back into the universe.
Racials-
*Infused Arcane- 10% off on modifying spells
*Innate Knowledge- Starts off with any spell type at Journeyman *(also unlocks the previous novice rank)
*Youthful- Regardless of wounds Gracelings never scar, nor do they age past their peaks. All medical bills are reduced by 50%.
History- Eleven history is a sad one of enslavement and bitter defeat. One of the first civilizations to rise from the continent the elf's had a mastery of the arts and magic, crafting spells so powerful that they had to be sealed away from mortal minds. While their eyes were set upon themselves and their civilization they were blinded to what others around them were doing, seeing humans as little more than bickering savages they ignored them in their inner fighting; it was just that which caused their civilization to crumble. Attacks came from out of no where with little time to react, for every human that fell ten elves were slain. The elves could have ended the war right there with their own powers but the results would also take the lives of their people; rather than see their beautiful world become seared with flames those that could, vanished into the Silent Grove. While few escaped into the inner most part of the continent there were those who were not so lucky; shackled and enslaved many Gracelings were taken from their homes to serve their new masters.