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Welcome to Eleasia

Introduction

Firstly, let me thank you for stopping by. I've been working on Eleasia since 2000, off and on, and have invested a lot of myself in its creation. I even went so far as to stop reading for about two years to keep other ideas from colouring what went into Eleasia. I'll admit inspiration from several different sources, but I wanted each aspect to be uniquely mine, and from what I've heard I've done just that. It's not so original and different as to be totally foreign, but it's not just a rehashing of every other fantasy world prefabbed and glued together in a new pattern.

There are still many broken links, for which I apologise, but there's much information still floating in my head, much of it perfectly solid, though it hasn't yet made its way to the site, which means that while you go about making your characters, those of you who begin in these early stages, will probably spend a lot of time talking with me (in IM or e-mail) to hammer out the final details, which may not have been included on the site at this time. Eventually, though, the links will be fixed and everything will be at your fingertips. Based on feedback, I may even set up quick reference pages for vital information that may be hidden within other pages and paragraphs and otherwise not easily found when needed.

As a last bit in this introductory (and possibly quite dry) page: There are at least two e-mail addresses within the other pages which act as contact addresses for me. The problem will be corrected as I find them, since I only remember a few pages off the top of my head where the e-mail is prominently displayed. Until then, I can consistently be reached at: eleasia@gmail.com.

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Human mages, Avatars, maiyenin, and even amalayel; in Aliandra, the streets are filled with them. Now, among the smaller villages in the far reaches of Belia, Sambrisel, and Delinia, you may find clusters of humans untainted by the other races; in Tessinae, tentative trade with the neighboring amalayel—the Varalaco of Gaerthon Hisg to the South, and across the Morshana, the Talimure of Vistanis Estula. These mortals and amalayel do not commingle, there however.

The maiyenin keep their cities secret, no fear of losing the purity of their kind to mortal taint there, and dragons and their Avatars roam the land that has always been theirs, which, old and established as they are, has never ceased to be “everywhere”, making it hard to find any one in particular at any given time for a seeker not already of their most ancient, and sacred blood.

Borders and spheres of influence define the "Land United", Eleasia, yet in Aliandra an accord has been found. In the Dorosai’s city, Shaelyn, from their sacred rivers, dance for human farmers without a thought to race or creed, Avatars make regular appearances in your average pub or inn, and half-breed off-spring, young and old, pepper the whole city over. There is even rumor of one or two Varalaco from Gaerthon Hess (the second of their kingdoms) adopted into the Dorosai's own elite guard. Despite the segregation that grips the world beyond Aliandra's own borders, acceptance infuses the city in the gentle Dorosai’s grace.

Not all who live here are happy, though, this much Dorosai Phae’ana, herself, can affirm. A shadow fell on the land the night her parents were killed, and though the shadow has lessened over the years, receding to far flung corners where shadows hide with ease, due largely to the efforts of her sister, the Dorai Adrastea, it has never released it's grip in the hearts of those who held it most dear. Chaos still prowls the midnight streets, searching for the High Rule's soft underbelly, waiting and preparing. The Awakening is at hand, they say, and not even the Gods have the power to stop the Chaos Child. For the sake of the world, I pray it isn't so."

-A passage from the journal of Teressa Farren.