Hylos

In a reality where the bright Gods eternally battle the primordial Elder Ones for domain over the universe, the mortal species of Hylos have only one goal: survival. In this, they have been as successful as possible, in ways as myriad and wondrous as they themselves are. Gifted with widespread magical abilities, they build wondrous things. From the towering empires of the blue-skinned Feylasi, to the cavernous cities of the avian Minxolao trapped within their organic walls, to the many-limbed A'Tova paying tribute to the moon from whence they came, the peoples of Hylos have grown and spread from humble beginnings into vast, transcontinental civilizations.   But not all on Hylos follow the Gods.   The Blight spreads and is pushed back in tides that consume the lives of tens of thousands, transforming animal and plants alike into warped and twisted servants of the Elder Ones. Between the continents of Altemos and Nistal, a great island chain is infested with those who openly worship the Elder Ones. Calling themselves and their lands the Gateway, they repel plots of their destruction time and time again, growing in strength and numbers as strife riddles the other nations of the world, and more and more turn to the dark salvation of ancient chaos.     It is the dawn of the Fifth Era in the Epoch of Man, and as with every era before it, it is a time of tumultuous change.Hope and despair lurk in equal measures, tugging at fate as old powers fall and new challenges rise. The Hunt remains a steadfast bulwark before the darkness of the Elder Ones, even as their founder falls from the light. Only the long years and great suffering ahead will show the true path ahead for the billions of lives on this planet.