Realm of Elenion

"I remembered the haze well, that dark fog that obscured the sun. I had spent enjoyable seasons here many years ago with those that I counted as family. It seemed to have grown even darker during my time away.
When I arrived back to the Silverrim road, I expected a grand welcome from my kin. Instead, I found a void sea of eternal darkness. Tears streamed down my face as I crumpled to the earth. I frightened me, but understood then that there was only one nation left to hear my call. . ."




It is the twilit north filled with mystics and esoteric magic. It is the stronghold of eladrin, genasi, and others who hold kinship with the elements. It is the fey-kissed, moonlit countryside that is slowly being devoured. Most of the good creatures that fled from Morgwold found comfort here, but now they have grown sleepy and gloomy from the perpetual dusk that has cursed the land.

While others have focused on scientific advancement, Elenion has stayed native to more arcane roots. Concentrating their blessing of intelligence on raw arcana, they have perfected the art of Rune Magic. Subsequently, Elenion warriors employ powerful runic weapons. Eidolon rune-golems serve eladrin courts. Moon archways subtly illuminate the surrounding forests.



A terrifying darkness has spawned here that grows ever thicker in the land. Dubbed "the Void", it continues to disintegrate the landscape, inch by inch, encroaching on cities and wilderness. As one stares into the blankness, nothing but black haze can be discerned. Word has spread to foreign lands of the Void and attempts have been made to determination the cause. Vector keeps word of it secret and spends fortunes on its study. Elenions know the truth, that this is done utterly in vain. . .



The extraction of elemental power from the multiverse, the source of Vector's technology, is the source of the Void. A great imbalance of matter is the result. However it's happening, the planet is literally being folded inside-out, or so the Elenions claim.



As consequence of the ravaging nothingness, the land is no longer stable. Great palaces and towns are gone. Evil is finding it easier to take up residence.

Sylvan mages are finding it increasingly more difficult to channel elemental power. As the world sucks up resource, there is only void.



Aita, or wind.
Duero, or earth.
Salamo, or fire.
Neela, or water.

The Four Elements will soon be gone.