The Elven Empire of Vlu grew far larger than any other kingdom on Runeus. They labored ceaselessly to master complex spells that did astounding things. As their knowledge grew so did their influence and power across the planes.
Drakon, their king, desired to revitalize the soil of their planet, repairing centuries of abuse. He spent several decades preparing the ritual, investing the full knowledge and power of his empire to achieve a goal that would revitalize his planet, and allow them to do the same for many others across the planes.
On the appointed day of the ritual, there was a blinding light and strange pulse of wind pouring out of their capital city. As the pulse hit the citizens of Vlu it did a number of things. The magical sigils they wore upon their heads glowed brightly and melted down onto their heads. Many of them were teleported to random locations across many planes.
None of the refugees know what went wrong, but they have been irrevocably changed. Their skin has turned blue and their hair snow white, and in the center of each of their foreheads is a glowing ruby like gem. Their magical sigils have become part of their DNA and their young are now born with them.
So the Vluln were born, and so was their desire to find others of their kind and uncover what happened on Runeus that day.
Elven - Vluln
The House of Athishut is a powerful clan of demons. They are known for their vicious savagery and their rotten sportsmanship. Packs of these powerful demons will lay wast to cities and kingdoms. If adventurers manage to isolate and overpower one of these demons, they will trigger the self destruct on their weapons to prevent them from falling into the wrong hands.
Crossbow of House of Athishut
Dagger of House Athishut
A plane filled with the very essence of magic. All spellcasters draw from this plane to cast their spells. Legend says that something lives there, something very powerful.
Penolia rests deep in the seventh circle. It consists of a main continental landmass surrounded by outlying islands. Generations of wars have left her with many deep scars, lost and buried cities, and untold secrets waiting to be rediscovered. The surface itself has degraded into a lasting feud between two great kingdoms. In the mountains to the east lies the Dwarven Confederacy ruled by the House of Mailkon. This dwarven empire holds the rich mineral deposits of the mountains formely in its hands. To the west stands the great forests of Zerron. Here the orcish empire of Hratoka reigns. They have learned to grow magical woods and fortify the forests to the point where none of the dwarves of Mailkon dare intrude on their soverign realm.
Primary Lore Master: ProNobis
The House of Mailkon has stood for 300 years and has waged 9 wars with the Hratoka in that time period.
Primary Lore Master: Wolfe