Fallen of Vyrose

The Wynlyn Faery Tale is an epic of both wonder and sorrow. The creatures we see today are the Descendants of True Trolls who once ruled with other circles of Fae in the outer Planes. With silken wings of beauty they soared amongst pure magick. As passion evolved these fae so too passion became their undoing.

Bards sing songs even today of how the Wynlyn became fatefully entwined in a Dragon War. In the aftermath, the Trolls who sided against the victors where cursed. Their wings couldst no longer hold them aloft in the great Elemental Planes. Like so many lightning bolts they fell from the heavens to Vyrose.

Wynlyn still resemble their Faery kin. Beautiful wings of varying size and color uniquely express each individual fae’s lineage. Soft hues of color glow amongst their bodies and sparkle in the sunlight. Light sheer fabrics are sewn together to clad their frail forms. Beings of pure physical art, each and every color is a mark telling a tale.

Jealousy followed the fallen even to this plane of existence. Evolved for beauty and music, the frail Wynlyn were ill prepared for the harsh world and became prey for the strong. Having lost their elemental homes they turned to their brutal Troll cousins for shelter yet were greeted only by rage and war. Faced with destruction, they hid their unborn childer with the last of their pure magick in a last stand.

When the newborn Fallen first opened their eyes upon Vyrose it was the Gurnei who welcomed them and provided food and comforting hearths. Not surprisingly, most Wynlyn have adopted gypsy structure. Organizing themselves into small and easily moved Tribes, the Wynlyn are able to quickly vanish when necessary to avoid invaders who seek to do them harm. Sadly, the Fallen are near extinction.

The few Wynlyn who survive today live amongst cities that shield them with military protection. They go where survival leads them, often seeking solace within Gurnei caravans as entertainers, or as servants to the first Overlords willing to harbor their family. Overcoming the harsh life that is the Plane of Flesh was difficult at best. Through the cycles they have been hunted by Vyrosians and the other Fallen alike. Survivors are scattered across Vyrose taking refuge within friendly nations.

Young at heart, the Fallen Fae still practice games and childish ventures. Warrior Fallen strive to become the best at combat in order to protect that which the Wynlyn hold most dear- innocence. Renowned for their skill at Archery, Wynlyn pride themselves as rangers of the forests. Babes of the Elemental Planes, they are no stranger to magicks and adapt well to Vyrosian schools of spell casting.