Will you answer
the call of Eluüne?
A voice from a shattered world calls out to humanity for help, offering a gateway to venture into this new frontier… ELERIAH. In a vast landscape unlike any we’ve ever seen, technology, nature, and magic are seamlessly integrated in an awe-inspiring aesthetic. The adventure begins as players arrive onto Eleriah by way of StarGardens, floating land-fragments adrift in the atmosphere above the mainland as a result of a catastrophic war ages ago. While making their homes on these StarGardens, players will be able to use portals to explore Eleriah’s broken world, recruit and battle its rich array of creature companions, and awaken the lost mythology of fallen gods. By forming tribal communities, humans will be able to work collectively to rejuvenate the light of this faded world, reigniting the transcendent power of being human… together.
Domains
Eleriah is home to twenty domains, each containing countless creatures, cultures, and mysteries to discover. As you travel through them, you will find your way to the very soul of this world — now set forth into an ancient future…
Radiant treetops of the ever-lost. A warning to travelers: Guardians of this sacred canopy are prepared to defend it with their lives. Here, elegance, beauty, and ferocity collide with a pastel harmony.
The trunks and roots are a refuge for the Groundland Lulus — creatures bound by practical invention and a mystical spirit. But don’t let these humble shamans fool you, for their woodland ingenuity conceals many great surprises.
Here dwell the Mycon — enlightened seers and filth-trodden choirkeepers that sing in the deep dark of the Cloaked Core’s caves. Let not their shadow cross your path, lest you wish to be spirited away to some eerie beyond. Then again, there may be advantages to a vanishing…
War has corroded the grandiosity of Eleriah, consuming its sacred ramparts and withering ages of peace into rust. Nothingness remains — but someone must comfort the poor Revenants who protect these ruins, once Divine.
A disappeared sea. A newborn desert. Adrift in these bizarre canyon-reefs are the Coraliens — entropic mobs mesmerized by some simple, yet transcendent, design. Care not about their markings in the sand; their trails lead nowhere.
Venture not into these Mountains of Eleriah, unless you are ready to cross hooves with rage almighty. The Highland Lulus toil away in their volcanic mines, churning their engines and reverent with fear. The earth trembles… Lower your eyes, traveler — for RAMGOD sees all.
Abandoned in the rain, the Primordials stand watch over this quiet valley — not in the hopes that their keepers might one day return, but in the resigned intuition that they are, indeed, the last left to care for the ElderTemples hidden in the fog.
Here, venturers take their last gasp before diving up into the skylit ocean. Join Opyaan’s Kin and celebrate — for all who manage to find this hidden gateway are welcomed with open arms. None are strangers.
An outpost has sprouted in the Entropic ravines, its marketplaces piled atop the scrap heap of an unknown empire, fallen. If you’ve got some time on your hands, go wading through these sand-mired gadgets. You never know what you might find…
Those who follow are lost. Those who see are found. The river lives and breathes and rushes vibrant with a pulse of Aurah — here the Divine are not forgotten, but rather remembered in gasps and sighs of the wayward but many-eyed trees.
Here, the dead have built their own gathering. In the darkness of war, ghosts and ghouls and any who still live flow into one. Sorrowful though it is, this is the last stop before the deepest wound of them all.
Suspended in the volcano-top, work erupts into play in this metropolis — a plateau of sin and excess. Gold has paved these lava-soaked streets, sealing away the decadence of war. When the volcano erupts, you can still hear it… Gluttons brooding in the shroud…
A mighty fist clenched this fractured mountain range in its palm. The wily folk here have wandered far from home, yet adapted beautifully to their harsh environment. Beware: These cosmic mountains overtake powerful secrets.
Rise, rise, rise from the Elerian mainland and drift through these cloud-dusted tides. Over the years, the Sky-Sea has beckoned countless wayfarers — and it has claimed countless more. Dearest friend, will you ever return?
Directionless cemetery, shadows severed from their own bodies. The formless void pervades this lot, this pit at the bottom of a desolate crater. Somehow, life does persist in this place — it teems between the cracks and fumes of war most terrible.
Further, still. Into the unknown — where space meets an ancient whirlpool, a spiraling stream of lost souls. Any creature who makes it this far will never see Eleriah again… but it will, regardless, find a port to call its own…
Swaddled in snow-capped mountains, this lakefront isle is teeming with an obscure sect — its chants echoing, day and night, over the ruins of ancient temples, and a profound secret… a song of lands beyond…
Hidden in the deepest dark shimmers a wellspring of hope — the last refuge of the Divines, the sanctuary where hidden forms are lost and truth is illuminated. Aurah here glows with an angelic purity— waiting. For us.
When the war ended, the most powerful of all Gluttons scooped up the last mounds of Aurah and burrowed into the Elerian horizon — where they could relish in their victory, undisturbed in the dream of cavernous impulse, and wait… for the mythical strife to begin anew…
Some whisper of New Olympus, the crystalline city, the mirage of hope that still ripples through the Elerian landscape. One day, traveler, its ladder will emerge… and your tribe will ascend…
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