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Welcome to TWG: RotE! This is the second incarnation of my first shop, The Erras Aviary, which opened back in winter of 2003. Now it's back and much improved as The Walkers' Glade, with new art and the story the Aviary lacked entirely. So scroll on down and have a look at everything!

Always feel free to ask!

What's your 'Once upon a time..'?

Errais are a very old race, who possess the ability to travel between worlds. Originating in an island chain of a long-forgotten world, they were among the first creatures to walk that world, along with two 'humanoid' races, the Vyine and the Kourai, followed much later by humans. When a war amongst those three races broke out, the Errais refused to take sides; when efforts were made on all accounts to try and force them into choosing, they simply turned tail and left, scattering themselves across the worlds.

Though all Errais possess the capability of world-travel, their individual magic varied widely; these magics were such a part of Errais that they came to be called 'spirits,' and they were anything from animal-related (Falcon, for example) to element-based (Fire, etc.), and everything in between. Some spirit types were so intense that, over successive generations, the appearance of those Errais twisted and evolved, creating the Chaotic (sometimes called Demonic), Angelic, Phoenix, and Forest subtypes. Of all the subtypes, it was the Phoenix and the Forest who were capable of true magic, real spells, but they were also the most rarely seen. There also existed those called the Spiritless, who possessed no magic, no horns, and no wings. They were, essentially, just extremely intelligent horses, aside from their ability to world-walk. Oftentimes they were employed as warhorses, integrated into the stock of one world or another.

But many, many, many years after the Errais scattered, adopting new homes, allies, and languages (over time, they even forgot their own in favor of others), something began to seek them out for their magic, killing them to release and obtain the power of their spirits. In an effort to save what remained of his race, a reclusive Forest type by the name of Alderaen stepped in. Making a deal with a mysterious group known simply as Guardians, who themselves were able to travel from world to world via a place best described as being 'between worlds' itself. Having secured a safe haven for his people to rest, Alderaen set about saving them in the only way he could find -- to seal them away until the evil passed (although many did not come to him, and perished).

So, one by one, using his magic and the power of their own souls, he sealed them each into a pendant like those worn by the Guardians themselves. When this was done, his own magic entirely spent, Alderaen lay down to rest, and slept for a thousand years, until something (or someone) awakened him. Ever so slowly, as his weakened power allowed, he began to free the Errais from their self-made prisons. While they come forth unharmed, one thing is missing -- the spirits that gave them their unique magics; all that is left to them is the ability so core to their being, laid deeper even than their spirits, and that is the ability to world-walk.

Now that they're awake, the Errais are free to do as they will once again. Though some may choose to stay in that place-between-worlds, others might choose to leave, returning to their wanderings, and some may very well choose develop bonds to other peoples, sometimes as a whole, sometimes on an individual basis. So far as anyone knows, the Spiritless were unharmed by the terror that plagued the others, although they have long since scattered and changed in the many years it's taken for the other Errais to return.

Of their long-lost language, only fragments remain -- familial terms and a few other small things. They even forgot their race's original name.

The Present

Because of the number of errais involved with characters from Edelsteine, we will say that the recent 'Gehenna' event affected the erras-continuity as well. This means that, because of the death of Lucius (the God of the Universe), there is no sky at the moment - and, more importantly, errais are currently incapable of world-walking. Wherever they are, they're stuck there. For most of them, that would mean the Glade.

With everyone who lives in the Glade (errais, guardians, and all) stuck there, and considering the world almost came to an end, things are generally pretty tense; although the crisis was averted, it's safe to say no one's thrilled to be trapped in the Glade. It's a safe place and all, but when you've spent your whole life able to world-walk, being confined to one world isn't going to be a pleasant feeling. The Glade itself is in a little bit of disrepair, and a lot of the vegetation (and a fair few of the animals) has died. It is, however, starting to come back.

Alderaen, who'd travelled to the Pantheon to join in the big help-save-the-world!ceremony, is stuck there - his absence after the trauma that came with the world almost ending may or may not make some errais nervous. To those who were also present, however, he revealed that he knew the true-name the errais had forgotten: Hiviruli, which means 'those who walk.' Given the current situation, only those present know this just yet, but it'll get around once, well...they can get around again.

Customs
Open for any adult errais except female chaotic.
PM Meepfeather with a form and send a trade to claim a spot.

[Slots are unlimited for now, unless I get swamped.]
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Pet (and Art) Trades
Open! For most foals and adults (but no adult female Chaotic yet).

Never required, always fun.
[This section is under serious construction.]