From slim to muscular.
Golden with reddish tint
Black, brown, golden and white
- Greater Common
“Drakk Alfar legends tells of the Ljost Alfar spinning into existence, with Auras shining brighter, thicker and warmer than anyones. Soon enlightening our World, yet they lived aloft preferring the Astral. Not even the made them interact fully.”
They where born in the dawn of D.A., spun into existence, formed and fateed by the Vornir. The Drakk Alfar, existing in the void outside the Astral, where drawn to the brightness of the forming. And its said some Drakk Alfar helped the Vornir, to such extent that the Alfar fates are now tied together. Its also why, its said, that the Drakk Alfar of know that much about Hand Weaving.
As they aged and multiplied, they shaped into a race of the most skilled craftsmen, thinkers and poets we have ever withnessed. They where originally spread across The Void and Astral, as they did not suffer from the Astral dissolving Mortal Races do. Slowly their numbers and skills grew and they began gathering at a great volcanic Isle floating in the Void.
It became a paradise of pleasure, happiness, thinking, music, poetry, dancing and much more. Crafting also became legend as they understood Mana, Mana Threads, Truenaming, Crafting and Enhancing to a standard rivalling the Gods.
After hundreds of decades on the tamed volcanic Isle, they named it Ljostari. On the naming day they received a sapling from the from , the greatest Drakk Alfar Druid who ever existed and who had managed to prevent Mana leaking from the Astral to crystalize and ibstead turn it into a living bush, glowing like Ljost Alfar halos.
This sapling was placed in a temple of its own and a branch of the Ljostari Alfar was set to tend it. These cared though little for tedious things of our World, so they asked some Mortal Vular if they would become the gardeners -an offer they accepted.
Tended it grew into a shining bush, with a potent sticky Magic balm. Turning out to give to those touching it, so it became a sacred relic removed from prying hands. And the Vular gardeners became its Guardiabs as well as worshipping tenderers. Only Ljost Alfar and the Vular Archpriest could enter its temple atrium. It would prove to be an error involving Mortals in such a task.
The Ljost Alfar lived aloft from our world, even though they mastered all its secrets, they cared little for manipulating it nor creating anything permanent at the Astral -even though some possessed the power to do so. Merely happy with existing they seldom mixed in the troubles or quarrels of the other Races. They just lived at Ljostari, which became part of our World in the 1st Cataclysm. But is now sunken beneath The Deep Blue and replaced by Mt. Vula. A few other Ljost Alfar places around the Void, dissolved or where sucked into the Astral, in the 1st Cataclysm. But, a few survived both and are now spread across The Realm, Outlands and South of The Rim.
They are spread throughout the World in self governed communities centered around the major noble families at the time of the 1st Cataclysm. Each with their own King and Queen having the final say in any matters even slightly connected to them.
Skjald El Mary
They can’t die of old age.
Last Updated on 2022-11-13 by IoM-Christian