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Elves

Of Kyderria

From the depths of the past arose the Sitha. Their roots lie entwined with that of their cousin-race the elves. Long before man walked the lands, there lived a proud race called the Sidhe. Noble, ethereal, and tied to the land by bonds of magic, the Sidhe were the lords of vast empires and kingdoms. Nosferatu created the Sidhe to rule over the lesser fairy races, and the Sidhe lived in peace for a millennia, until the dark times. Until the Nameless One came along with the rise of the shades. Jealous and greedy, The Nameless One with the help of the shades began to drive the Sidhe out from their forest homes. At first, the Sidhe held their ground, but their slow reproduction cycle and their vulnerability to the cold touch of iron soon spelled the doom of the once proud race. Then the Nameless One cast powerful curse on the remaining Sidhe so they could never have pure children upon this world again. The Sidhe decided to retreat from their beloved world, forming great moongates to an alternate plane called Arcadia, and retreating behind the Mists, the Sidhe sealed most of the Ways behind them.

Those Sidhe who remained by accident or be design on the world they once called home soon fell prey to the banality and mundane nature of the new world that the Nameless had created. No longer were the lands infused with the mystic energy of nature, but slowly large cities and fields grew. The Nameless began to bend and warp the very fabric of the delicate tapestry of reality, and wonder and glamour fell sharply. Xorphox heard the call of Nosferatu and came to this world and instantly fell in love with the Sidhe race and knew he had to somehow help this race survive. Xorphox, not being able to remove the curse that the Nameless had placed on the race, met with Athyra and asked for her help to join what was left of the Sidhe race with her newly developed humans. This crossbred race would not be affected by the curse and would qualities of both races. They would be quick to adapt and still have great magic though not as great as their cousins the Sitha. They would become known as the Elves.

Of Kivekia

The Elven people inhabit the small town of Jinacia, buried in the depths of the Trunir Forest that covers the continent of Abeh. They follow the ways of their god fanatically, and the religious teachings of the Order. Little is known about the Order, other than it seems to be a secret organisation behind a lot that goes on within the borders of Abeh. Some suggest it could be little more than a secret cult, while others say it is an organised governmental force. Every elf is taught of the hallowed texts that the Order produce, and every elf knows that the land of Abeh is indeed a paradise of magic and wonder.

In the modern times, a lot of the effort of the elves goes into the observation of their surroundings, both keeping the advancing overgrowth of the forest from overrunning the rest of their town, and maintaining a watchful eye on the other races throughout the world.