War of The Half-Elves [IC]
As every creature on Sylvarant knows by now half-elves have declared war, as they weren't allowed in cities or villages anymore. Their magi-technology is making them far more stronger than any other nation, and destroying more and more of the landscape. Mana, the lifesource of this world, is also quickly depleting as the half-breeds create the items using the mana. Most of the created goods are weapons too. Many towns have been taken over, and many towns are still fighting helplessly against the enemies. Yet not all the towns are attacked. Some villages still live peacefully but aware of the dangers that might be coming to them.
Ozette for example, the forest town, filled with all kinds of plants and herbs. Presea, the fifteen year old human healer who lives in Ozette, has been studying every single herb that she knows, and knows over 2000 of them and their effects. She's gotten many patients and treated them all with the same kindness and care. She's loved in her town and right now one of her patients is ready to leave. "Thank you so much Presea! I owe you a bunch!" A rather low voice said to her and opened the door. A man walked out of the small little house and waved as he walked away to his own.
A girl, blue hair, not that tall and quite pretty stood at the door opening. "It's okay Edmund! Don't hope to see you again here for medical care anytime soon!" She smiled and waved back. Another successful treatment! She thought and walked back into her house. Presea looked through her inventory, checking if any of her stocks are almost empty. Her water barrel was almost empty, so she decided to go the lake a few miles from here; Lake Umacy. Taking two buckets she walked out and flipped over a little wooden block with "HOME" and "NOT HOME" to "NOT HOME". Maybe she'd meet some more people at the lake from other towns or cities. Or maybe she'd even meet a traveler that allowed her to go with him to look for a way to stop the war. But the only thing she really hoped for is not to be caught by half-elves. Not like her sister probably was.