In the lands of Dræsyl, myths, magicks, and creatures are very much real. This realm is filled with many a beast and many a people. From the smallest faerie to the largest giant, most manage to get along. There are forces of both light and dark, and of course the in between. Though as of late, the Lord of the Darklands, Lokhe, has been thirsting for power. The Lord of Dræsyl, Odenthall, wishes to keep the free people in Dræsyl out of Lokhe's control. The stragglers living in the Hinterlands are thieves and outcasts, unaffiliated with either side. Who are you? And what fate will you choose? --------- Finally, the shift was over! Keila wiped her brow of sweat, moving aside locks of curly brown hair. She cleaned up what she could, removing her apron and leaving it hung up. She went out and watched people pass by for a moment before heading towards home. Her curls bounced with each step as she was eager to return home, but she first had to stop by the bakery to get her mother a cake for her birthday.