Iahadin

Iahadin is an infant world, its first generation of men just reaching their gray years. Raised from their genesis by the caretaker races, they've enjoyed a simple life, beginning to work the fields and settle the lands. Left to their own devices they've prospered, living in harmony with the lands they dwelled upon. The sun shined bright upon their lands, and neither malice nor treachery took root under it's gaze.   Their work done, the caretakers left the lives of men to establish their own domains. To the woodlands went the elves, to make a home of the verdant and wild lands which drew them so. To the mountains went the dwarvern folk, to delve and smith to their content. The Aasimar, noble guardians as they were, found no land could match their splendor, and so departed into the heavens in winged flight to not be seen treading upon the land again. The tiefling folk, their task of learning the race of man in the ways of magic complete, followed the pull of magic into distant lands, far outside the knowledge of all others.   And so, time has passed, and the second generation of men has risen into adulthood. Learned of the mystical folk that taught their elders they long to explore, and to seek out that which they themselves have seen naught of. A young world lays before them, full of natural majesty and wonder, ripe for adventuring souls.