Overview

There is no place that holds more presence in the lands, waters and skies than Vae. What that presence is, and how it manifests, can be a blessing, of life and good fortune, or a promise, of eternal misery and begging for death. There is beauty in everything, in the colourful blossoms, in the shadows of the battlefields. It is as if everything in Vae has been artistically represented and crafted with magic and time combined. Music, swordplay, love, hate, death, life, the list is continuous. The greatest illusion of all is reality. The elves took their first step on Colossus here, given life and purpose but no first steps are easy. The planes of Death and Fiend are strongest here and the survival of the beauty within Vae is hard fought for. Descendants of the elven Titan Lord, Strand, had to quickly learn their surroundings and his gifts. They needed to pull the magic he gave into everything they did. To keep claim over Vae was to face the horrors of the realm of the Death and the violence of Fiends. They turned to Strand and asked for aid, and so came the giants.