Faith...
Love...
Hope...
...Ruined...
In the days since the beginning of time, many clans have emerged from different species of people. People they once were, but some not so much anymore. One type of once were people are the vampires. Night dwellers whom feast on the blood of others to stay alive and sane. The vampires have an academy, a secret alliance that nobody knows the real meaning of unless you are a vampire and in the academy yourself. The vampires reside in a secluded end of the forest, caves in the ground marking the entrance to a small town within.
The dark elves are a clan of elves whom hold a very dear secret in their clan. They seem to have a secret weapon that gaurdian elves have kept under lock and key since time began. The weapon is a very sacred and old item that has the poewr to destroy the realm of Azreal, and one elf has the knowledge of this item safe in her mind. The gaurdians keep it safe, but only she knows what it really does and what it is capable of. The clan dwells in a forest at the base of the great Azreal mountain, it's snow peaks high above the clouds. A tomb is carved into the mountain that holds the item, cast with spells that keep it safe...At least the dark elves believe it is safe.
Now for the humans. They keep themselves away from the vampires and the dark elves, in a city located on the opposite side of the mountain. The humans keep themselves away for one reason, they have discovered the art of magic and have started using it for defenses against the other races in the realm. Back before this era the races had a civil war, the humans prevailing but afraid of a rise of vampires and elves against the humans. They built an academy to train people in the use of magic, and also as weapons in case another war is brought about.
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