I remember reading this when I was first looking around this site. Beyond that, I wouldn't hunt down those kids for a pretty penny, they've got spunk and'll make dang good adventures when they get older. Go to Comment
Very interesting, a radical elf who has strayed away from the tree-hugging, poetry singing, green clad Ranger of the North ideal. The back story is suitably fantastic to make it epic (such as sneaking into the abode of the gods) while at the same time tragic enough to make it more believable.
A few questions come to mind, though not the this could be better sort, but the I want to know more sort. I want to know more about the downfall of the elven kingdoms, and are their others who survived, their small realms hidden away by magic or geography, or sold their kin to the humans for a piece of safety. With many being taken into bondage, what is the status of elven slaves, and their inevitable half-elven children?
I have to say I am impressed. It sounds pretty good actually, and I can see some nobles seeking to lengthen their families lifespans, making them more politically potent. I would agree, this is a setting that should be posted. Go to Comment
Well, in my campaign setting (I will post it one day if I happen to be not as lazy as usual...) the downfall is still in progress, and has been so for long. Some Elven nations stand proud and unbroken, as mighty Tallarn (though the culture has suffered somewhat because the Elves are not free to dedicate all their time to learning and art, having become more warlike) protected by the might of its warriors and ancient wardings, even poised to strike back at the assailants.
Some, as Arjanelles former home, have fallen centuries ago. Some are at peace with humans, as the Elves of Samea (the only truly liberal nation in my campaign), who live side by side... but Samea is beset by the very same forces that threaten Tallarn for example.
In the more savage parts, Elves shroud themselves in mystery, protected by superstition.
But on the borders of the human and dwarf empires, Elven nations crumble, most often city states unable to withstand the sheer numbers of enemies. They have but two choices - yield, and become a colony, or stand proud, and die free.
The society meets Elves with a mixture of respct and envy due to their eternal life, natural beaty and inherent magical might, but also feeling of superiority due to being a 'rising star' instead of a 'fading sun', as an Elf would say.
So, while in some byckwater an elf would be met with superstition, like ay stranger, but more so, in cosmopolitan cities they are just another sight - much like Rome, the empires engulf and assimilate. Should war break out with some elf nation, elven travellers will meet with a little more harassment from border guards and patrols, but little more.
As for the social standing of halfbreeds: some nobles have taken elven slaves as concubines to grant their offspring the longer life and magical talent elven blood brings. Whether this becomes a trend is left to be seen (children of a noble and a concubine are considered fully legitimate heirs). The social standing depends far more on lineage and wealth than your race. Elven slaves are considered just ordinary slaves (but yes, they fetch far higher prices and ae generally treated better due to being more valuable, yet theri cooperation with their owner is most often rather limited)
Any more questions? (still I think I should wrap up the setting and post it...) Go to Comment
It would have been simple to merely state that twelve children were sacrificed to create a Frankensteinian monster that looked like an elf and had higher motivations. The extra effort to create, and name the twelve is worthy of more than five flames, but as that is all that I can give, that is what I will give. Very well done!
Inside a mad scientists laboratory the PCs find a short creature with smooth, oily and whale like skin. The head is faceless and smooth also. But hundreds of white eyes on the PCs from the fat belly of this creature. The PCs are about to kill it as it speaks to them in a feeble but intelligent voice, asking them to pour the contents of a green vial on it. Will they do so? And if so, what will happen?