"Eternia acts in the best interests of all."
"All of the Eladrin, perhaps." -Valenae and Riardon
Titled Ruler: King of the Elves
Governance: Elected Monarchy
Economy: Merchant Confederacy
Lands: Eternia, Lost Forest, Avathar (49,890 AC to 49,990 AC)
Common Folk: Eladrin
The Kingdom of Eternia consists of rolling farmlands surrounded by grasping fingers of dense, dark woods. The woods hide werewolves, ghosts, and other supernatural menaces, while the farmlands support a hardscrabble rural livelihood for Eternia's people.
Howl-haunted woods of aspen, birch, and maple border the edges of Eternia. The Lost Forest is almost supernaturally dense, filled with dark, sinuous trunks and a constant, hanging mist. The trees have broad leaves in muted reds, golds, and greens, and the forest floor is papered in damp leaves. The Lost Forest tends to isolate Eternia from the other provinces, as travelers through the woods are subject to attacks by werewolves, hauntings by all manner of primordial spirits, and mysterious disappearances in the mist. At night, the autumnal colors of the Lost Forest turn stark and steely under the silver glow of the moon. The only spots of color that appear are the luminous eyes of animals and the fires of shimmering apparitions.
There are a few main paths that lead into Eternia from the other kingdoms. Each crossway is fraught with peril, leading travelers through the Lost Forest and over treacherous slopes, so those who make the journey do so at as brisk a pace as possible. Eladrin sometimes collectively refer to these paths as the 'Breakneck Ride.'
Lambholt is a farming village at the center of miles of sheep, goat, and cattle pasture. The pastures near the town were once mingled with woods—dense arms of forest that once joined the Lost Forest—but the Eladrin here chopped down all but a few trees to clear room for their farms. It's thought that wild essences resent the destruction of their forests, for werewolves continually terrorize the livestock and people of Lambholt.
The villagers of Lambholt celebrate a harvest festival at the rise of the red moon, working late into the night by the light of bonfires, and cooking great feasts of fresh meat and vegetables. Lately, as the power of Lambholt's protective shrines has waxed and waned, and werewolf attacks have become more frequent, the tenor of the harvest festival has changed. Now the highlight of the festival is a great hunter's contest, in which Fey Knights and Twilight Incanters go on hunts through the surrounding Lost Forest, trying to slay the most powerful supernatural creature. Many never return.