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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Uriel" data-source="post: 1264322" data-attributes="member: 8222">Thanks, N'D.Off to Gencon West all, hopefully I will see some interesting and odd characters when I return.If you are all posting backgrounds, here's a blurb for you.You are all either residents, or living near Gerdle's Gulch, a town of perhaps 800 somewere in the Badlands near the borders of Elfholme and Niflheim.There are maybe 30 Scions in the town, a high percentage compared to elsewhere, as it is a relative safe haven for launching expeditions to uproot Essence.Law is kept by Marshall Ruorn (Dwarf-Earth Elemental,Touched Level  5), a fair,if gruff fellow and his assistant Deputy Marshall Grod (Human Reptilian,Touched Level 3).The Badlands are (generally) a hard place to make a living, having bad soil, many horrid monsters and packs of bandits and rogue Scions of a,shall we say, less than altruistic nature. However, some manage to eke out a living, trading goods and information, as well as those who strike it rich in some vein of ore, or gemstones, or the rare find of an Oldworld Ruin.The land known as Elfholme is just that, a large concentration of Elvenkind, having many small forests (remnants of a larger forest tha once spread across the continent, or so say the elves. The Grey Elves Lord ot over the commoner Wood Elves and High Elves, though their Scion-Marshalls are a fair lot,all-in-all.Folk of other races are welcome, as long as they have some skill or other ability to contribute. Wandering packs of Scions looking for Essence are not tolerated for long...Niflheim is one of the most dreaded places in all of the Land.The name speak the truth. There are ancient cities teeming with the Undead,Ghouls,Wraiths and hordes of shambling Zombies, hungry for the flesh of the Living.As well, Vampires and more unsavory creatures rule this land, rumoured to be Scions, or to have once been Scions.No sane Mundane goes to Niflheim, but Scions are drawn like moths to the flame by tales of Essence Shards so rich that you could taste their purity from a mile off. It is a pity that most are heedless of the fact that the more intelligent undead are aware of this, and set traps for unwary Scions, hungry for Essence.</blockquote>

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