Keep in mind, this is a barebones framework of the common races of Mistlund and Erane meant as a basic outline to important or notable races that inhabit the lands. By no means is it meant to limit one's character creation.

Humans form the bulk of Erane's population, intermingling with most sociable peoples across the continent. There isn't much to say about them, besides them possibly the most varied race. They have no special aptitude nor specific weakness.

Elves are considerably more rare. With long lifespans and a higher capability for magic, the majority of pure elves do not concern themselves with conflicts and events of outside their homes. The elves that do travel, however, are often regarded as aloof without any sense of time. Their immense lifespans often make for a more lackadaisical nature when it comes to any sort of urgency. Elves that are raised among humans and other races do not have this issue.

Iksal are among the newfound races found in Mistlund. Primarily found on the coasts, they are a deeply spiritual people with a similar appearance to humans, though one can easily tell them apart by the set of horns on their head. In terms of magic, Iksal have zero capability. Instead, Iksal create ornate carvings and decorations that act as a voiceless prayer for their divine powers. Thanks to this ability, Iksal are the sole known race that can cure the curse of the mist. It's even possible for them to repel it. It is due to them that Haven is safe from anything that can bring the curse.

Dragons are a legendary creature famed for their intelligence and ability with magic. Not to be mistaken for the draconic beasts such as wyverns, drakes, wyrms, sea serpents, etc. It is said that magic was a gift taught to the ancient races by the dragons. It is unknown if dragons still exist in the world. Evidence of there existence can be found in their descendants. While rare, it's not impossible for someone to have a drop of dragon blood within them.

Magic is one's ability to impose their will on the physical world, so to speak. On a fundamental level, all living creatures have an intrinsic tie to magic and its fundamental forces. A race's magical capability is only an average of how well someone from that race can control said magic. Because of this, all beings have a resistance to being directly affected by other's wills. In other words, to create fire and burn someone with it is easy. To turn someone to ash with a thought is almost unachievable. Fundamentally, it is impossible to do something like stop a heart or exsanguinate a living being without using a created medium to do so, like a big magic rock or dozens of magic blades.

The exception to these rules are the gods themselves. While most of the divine stay out of worldly affairs, they still have (for better or worse) some influence on the world. By using the prayers, curses, or will of the people, they can influence the world in some way. Healing, buffs to one's body, curses, transformations, druidic power, and more all come from the influence of the divine.

The pantheon of Erane is diverse. Because of the differences in culture between the free-thinking species, different gods could be the same god, but with different meanings and stories ascribed to their actions. As with races, this is not intended to be a rigid list of gods. More of the important gods and lore on why things work as they do.

Gods are separated into two groups. The lawful pantheon are the gods that respond to prayer with their power. They often have unwritten ways of life that worshipers must follow in order to borrow their power. On the flip side, the chaotic pantheon are the gods that don't follow any rules to interfere with the mortal coil. They often govern fundamental forces like nature. As they are chaotic and have no defined method of being invoked, they too can respond to prayer. Though, it is more often than not that said prayers go unheard.

Arlasahn is a lawful god recognized by most nations and factions in Erane. She is depicted as a woman covered in radiant veils and is one of the few gods that require permanent places of worship. As a result, a network of affiliated churches formed into one of the largest factions in Erane. The beliefs required to invoke her power are simple but rigid. One must live an austere life devoted to her and protect the weak from harm. Very few adventurers actually worship her because of this. Still, the holy wards, radiant smites, and blessed heals that the priests and paladins offer to those in trouble are well loved by fledgling adventurers. However, Arlasahn does require material sacrifice for this healing. Mostly in the form of gold. Austerity for those she blesses, after all.

Merkava is the god that the Iksal worship. Little is known about the god, as the Iksal state using anything other than the strange language of their decorations to describe Merkava is sacrilege. Merkava is one of the few gods able to interact with the mist.

The Church of Arlasahn is among the largest factions on Erane. Devout worshippers of the god, they are affiliated into two arms. The church arm which creates places of worship and aids those in need. The military arm actively campaigns against the terrors that adventurers are unable to face. While found in every nation, they are technically unaffiliated with any state. Despite their current action, groups have formed that reject the church due to the church's storied past. In Mistlund, the presence of the church is significantly less. They still have places of worship that anyone can visit for help and their paladins crusade against beasts and monsters that threaten the settlements, but they are nowhere near as prolific as the main continent.

The Adventurer's Guild is possibly the largest faction in Mistlund. As the majority of Mistlund is unexplored land filled with treasure, the adventurer's guild is busier as ever. They act primarily as a middleman between merchants, artisans, adventurers, and mercenaries. They primarily are a resource for every adventurer, as they handle every single request in relation to Haven. In terms of structure, the Adventurer's Guild has holdings in every possible business that an adventurer would need. They have receptionists across the various settlements in Mistlund, but the majority are simple outposts. Their headquarters in in Haven.

The Grey Feather are a faction of nobles and their supporters. In their native country of Parnvall, a brutal battle of succession happened as the previous king failed to name a successor. As a result, the royal family and their allegiences had fractured between the group that supported the first son and the second son. A third faction involving the eldest daughter sought peace, but had since been attacked by the first prince and second prince factions They escaped to Mistlund, with nowhere else to call their home. They do take issue with the paladins of Arlasahn, causing some contention within Haven.

The Circle of Arcana are a group of mages dedicated to studying the mist and the odd magics that have cropped up in Mistlund. They are often are in contention with the native Iksal, as their rampant study conflicts with the introverted nature of the Iksal spiritualists.

The Iksal are a coastal group of spiritual pacifists. Despite their aversion to speak about themselves, their ways or any part of Mistlund itself, they quickly allied themselves with the races that came across the sea. In Haven, Iksal command high respect because of their talismans placed on the walls of Haven that ward off danger. It is not uncommon for someone to be defeated by beasts on the outskirts of Haven, only to wake up inside the walls covered in talismans. They are the only known group of people that can cure the mist's curse.

Erane is the mainland that was once considered to be the sole habitable continent. With great size and diverse landscapes, Erane is host to dozens of nations and factions as distinct as can be.

Parnvall is a landlocked nation near the center of Erane. Claiming numerous mountains, it controls a significant number of paths that make it a center for mercantilism. With the sudden death of the most recent king and without a named successor, it is currently on the verge of civil war.

Mistlund is the recently discovered land found after the mist had cleared. It is known to the mainlanders to be a place where anyone can have a new start, away from the politics of Erane. Despite this, it's still a highly dangerous land with pockets of dangerous mist and beasts stronger than on Erane.

Haven is the coastal city and largest settlement on Mistlund. Ruled by a council consisting of the Church of Arlasahn, the Adventurer's Guild, and representatives of the citizens, Haven runs surprisingly well. Great stone walls painted in talismans surround the city and its 5 districts.
The Hillside District contains the Arlasahn church and is primarily residential.
The Ports are, well, the ports. They contain mostly fishing businesses, open markets, and the smell of salt water.
The Town Centre is the busiest district. It contains the vast majority of shops and services. The Adventurer's Guild is located here, as well as town hall.
The Sunken Horns is the least developed district, named after the horn-like rock faces one sees while inside. One could consider it a slum and refuge for the less reputable people in Haven. It is a natural ravine and cave system with a complex maze of bridges that connect and bridge any gap. Strangely, the Iksal choose to live inside the sunken horns rather than anywhere else. It is host to a much less reputable market than above.
The Highland District is located beside the hillside district. It is the most developed district in Haven, with manors and luxury businesses. The land of the highland district is divvied up by the wealthiest people in Haven and their businesses.

Even though the most dense of the mist has faded, the risk of breathing in the sickly sweet air still exists. Unlike the ocean's death sentence, Mistlund's corruption is far less intense. It has a tendency to build up rather than instantly inflict the full extent of symptoms. At first, one experience's fatigue and their magic becomes more difficult to control. Then, their skin becomes pallid and dry with cracks forming at joints. The fatigue will then become more volatile as the cursed will occasionally become unconcious. Finally, the death sentence: one's bone turns to aquamarine and their blood vanishes.

While incurable by magic and most prayer, the capabilities of the Iksal mean that it is still curable. Relics and curatives that can prevent or cure the ailment may exist in the wildlands.

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Dessielle Fenhice

｡ₓ ू ₒ ु ˚ Human traveler

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Description:
Often described as "standoffish" and "unapproachable," Dessielle can be characterized as a palette of neutral colors. If a person were to meet Dessielle, their first impression would note how stoic and empty-shelled the girl is. She portrays herself with a calm demeanor and oftentimes unfazed by events that come her way. With that being said, Dessielle can still keep a conversation going regardless of how interested she is. As uninterested and perhaps bored she may look and sound, Fenhice can keep a person talking for miles because she feels it is common curtsy.

While only 4 foot 10, Dessielle's strong-cold personality builds onto her height. She has bright emerald eyes with shoulder-length dirty-blonde curly hair. She wears a white flowy dress that doesn't restrict her movements along with a black-brown cloak, with its own hood. Her outfit is accessorized with a black long belt wrapping her waist where it holds maps, drinks, small artifacts in a jar and a pocket knife.

Dessielle Fenhice grew up "alone". It's not the sort of trip down memory lane that she entertains, so when others ask about her childhood, she describes it as a chore. She refuses to go back to the days where she had to scrape to survive; each new home she found herself in—while it taught her lessons—brought her a sort of pain she has never recovered from. The only home she could ever find herself dreaming about was of a sweet old man and his fatigued partner. They both had noticed Dessielle when she was only a baby wailing and flailing in a forest with only a hut over her for protection against the elements. With her loud cries, the two could not leave the small baby alone—they took her in. Dessielle's fond memories of her time with them always take her back to the cozy atmosphere the home exuded regardless of the weather. She remembers sitting by a fireplace oftentimes and just spending the time wrapped up in their arms. The next connection she ever makes of her time with them is not as fond or happy; it was of when she came across their still, lifeless (but oddly peaceful) bodies after they had passed away in their sleep. Dessielle was only 8 years old but it did not come as a surprise, they were both very old already. She took it upon herself to leave—it was her only option.

She went from home to home, place to place, person to person—then she grew tired of it and decided to travel by herself. For as long as she can remember, Dessielle has been on the roads traveling. She finds it fascinating how every place she may turn to will be different from the rest. The rich cultures and traditions has always been something that Dessielle herself loved when embarking on a journey.

Capabilities:
𐐪𐑂 She knows basic first-aid.
𐐪𐑂 Agile and quick on her feet; fast reflexes.
𐐪𐑂 Uses a pocket knife to threaten others, but is actually really bad when using weapons. She's using her legs to attack, but this doesn't always work all the time.

Equipment:
𐐪𐑂 Pocket knife.
𐐪𐑂 She has a small jar that consists of artifacts or cool things she found when she'd travel. They aren't anything big, but its her most prized possession.
𐐪𐑂 Dessielle has a necklace that's dressed in two golden rings. She took it from the couple that first housed her.

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Description: As a self-proclaimed knight, William possesses a selfless and heroic personality. The man devotes himself to the concept of justice and order as strives to do as much good as he can. He stands pretty tall at 6 feet even and carries a somewhat imposing presence. He's always wearing the same suit of studded leather armor reinforced by metal and topped off by a cloak. One's first impression of him would be that he's a busybody. The type that would absolutely make sure to involve himself in other's problems. Though he's usually a serious person, he can put a smile on his face and greet people like a normal human being instead of a knightly machine. He tries hard to be a gentle and kind person, but it usually comes off as blunt and insensitive. This is probably because of how he was rose.

Living in a simple village and only having a father at home due to his mother passing away during his birth, he had trouble wording himself sensitively. His father was only slightly better than him with his remarks, so William thought how he worded himself was normal for a while. The two had each other for a while and though it was a rough life with many roadblocks, it was a happy and satisfactory life. Because his father was a former adventurer, William received training with the sword and other skills. The boy was confused at why his father was teaching all this, but the truth eventually hit him when he noticed his father looking more sickly and pale by the day.

William, who was now a man of twenty years of age, arranged a funeral service that was carried out by the local church. With his father's blade he set off on journey. He helped a variety of people during his adventure; young and old, men and women. Naturally with Mistlund being a turbulent Continent, there's man people who are in need of help, so William journeyed there.

Capabilities:

-Possesses expertise with fighting; hand-to-hand and swords being what he specializes in.

-Hardy constitution from traveling the lands.

-Due to experience in traveling, William is decent at foraging, setting up tents and fires, and living off the land temporarily.

Equipment:

-Father's Longsword

-Armor and Cloak

-Survival Gear: Camping tools in a bag, emergency rations, and extra knives.

"I think that history will be kind to me, for I intend to write it myself."

Name: Thel
Description: "History is the version of past events that people have decided to agree upon."
Thel, a Half Elf researcher much older than her appearance would otherwise convey, has one goal in life. She wishes to retell the story of those who came before. She wishes to strip the veil of lies placed by the victor away so that all may know where they had come from. She is short, 4ft5 at the best and a product of her parents and the dragon blood that ran thicker in their veins than most. She was born and foisted upon a group of monks at birth, abandoned by her mother who could not bear the responsibility of raising a half blooded child, and the indignity that it would have came with. A combination of her elvish heritage, the dragon blood in her and the lifestyle that the monks had raised her in, Thel has been able to retain a youthful appearance, though she suspects it may also be the constant exposure to old magic that her work often causes. She hesitates to explain her work and findings to others, especially Elves, as it often results in name calling and drawn swords.

Capabilities:
Golemancy - The magical art of imbuing 'life' into stone. Following an accident during one of her expeditions, she has taken a chunk of ivory stone from the Old Elvish Ruin that had stolen her old left arm. This stone has now been carved from top to bottom, and functions as a replacement limb. Golemancy, in order to be effective to the level that she uses it, requires a material that is "soaked" with magical energy. Normally this would require an object of such a nature to be created, but the stone she uses has already been treated, another mystery she hopes to unravel.

Medimancy - A brand of healing magic of her own creation, it is fueled by the body itself. To efficiently use this brand of magic one needs an intricate knowledge of the mortal body, and in many cases direct contact with the wound. The user is able to either fuel the healing with the target, or the user's own energy. This is in essence, forcing the body to heal faster than normal rather than magically knitting flesh and bone together. As a result it can go wrong if used incorrectly and will leave scars and imperfections if the wounds are not treated correctly beforehand.

Alchemy - Able to use trace amounts of her own magical energy to draw out the effects of many medicinal plants and other such materials, much of her research has lead her to the discovery of potions and concoctions whose method of construction have previously been lost to time. The ingredients often become more difficult to find, and even harder to obtain as the potion becomes more and more effective. She is able to concoct basic potions out of ingredients she finds, though these are much less effective than what she can make with more specific ingredients.

Equipment:

Ivory Limb - Left Arm

Alchemical Supplies

Journals and writing utencils - 10 full, 4 empty, 1 actively being used.

Sacrificial Dagger - Nonmagical and completely unremarkable save for it's surprising durability for a dagger made of obsidian.