The Mongrel Elves
The Mongrel Elves are descendants of the first eladrin colonist that emerged from various portals from the feywild and into the material plane. The longer the eladrin stayed within the mortal realm they became more mortal themselves, losing their inherent magic nature and their longevity the Eladrin eventually became known as elven kind and the first high elves made contact with the rest of Creed. Originally at the height of the old elven empire Mongrel elves were elves typically mixed with other races, half elves, drow, and some humans were even considered mongrel elves if their lineage was found out. Originally the dregs of elven society the Law of Cataclysm seemed to play a role in seeing the collapse of the empire. As Jadu Roga destroyed much of society and crippled the Eladrin and high elves, the subservient mongrel elves were almost unaffected by the disease. As the elven population continued to decline with seemingly no end in sight the previously despised Mongrels were held in high esteem as they were able to venture from the elven strongholds without fear of succumbing to Jadu Roga. As the empire collapsed and Jadu Roga ran its course, the Feywild destroyed and no Archfey left only the old line of high elfs remained intact. Despite their treatment under the old kings and lords the Mongrel elves donned armor they previously wouldn't have been allowed to clean much less adorn and took positions amongst the ramparts of ancient fortresses. Palaces they previously envied were now the ruins they protect from treasure hunters and bandits. The elven bladesingers of legend were now forgotten as the Mongrel elves slew the crazed beasts that sprang from lake Nul and other portals to Vazz'natles. They are the last of their ancestors who had crossed dimensions to found the greatest empire Creed had known. They survived the plague that killed their masters, and now they kill the monsters that even the Archfey had feared. They may not have been able to save the old empire but they will not let it die. They are the Mongrels, the ones who were not pure enough to sing in the gathering halls of their parents, the last remnants of an order that despised them, and yet they serve its name for their own pride, and they will fail no king nor themselves.