Yomal

Yomal shaped the Hoflin to love the soil -- they had no peer in planting and growing.

Being Aenire, one of the radiant host of the Ere All, Yomal was a being of vast spiritual presence and grace. In the early days of Erenth, she was deceived, along with her kin, into shaping life upon the world. To breathe being into her creation, she relinquished her divine essence, giving up her ability to take physical form. In this sacrifice, she bound herself forever to her chosen people—the Halflings.

From her essence were they born, marked by her love of soil, hearth, and harvest. Yomal imbued them with an affection for growing things, the joy of shared meals, and the patience of steady labor. Unlike the creations of some of her peers, the Halflings bore no lust for conquest or hunger for power. Instead, they carried a quiet strength rooted in the land, living close to the rhythm of the earth.

Though her spirit could no longer walk in flesh, Yomal endures as a presence felt in tilled fields, in seed sown with care, and in the laughter of halfling homes. To her children, she is a distant yet ever-near mother, whose blessing ensures that their smallness is not weakness, but a gift of humility and resilience.

At the coming of the 8th Age, Yomal will be reunited to all her people in bodily form and live together with them in Yomenth, a world built for her and hers.

Morad

"Morad shaped the race of Dwenir  to love industry and be masters of metalwork."

The Aenire were the highest order of the servants of the Ere All that dwelled in the region of Erenth. They were deceived into creating their own races of people and bringing them into the world to dwell. They gave up their own power to do so and lost their ability to take physical form.

"Now Morad had seen the alloy of Aloruh and Niloruh which had been used to make the animals of Erenth; and at the encouragement of Drash, he dared that he could make it anew in great quantity. But after many attempts, he found that his work was not of the same quality which the Ere All had made. For Aloruh does not easily bind to Niloruh. In differing proportions one substance may easily weaken or strengthen the other. So Morad and Agellas hid the deficiencies from their kin and spoke of it not, for they were embarrassed by his lack."

Lareth

"Lareth shaped the Avari to soar as the birds, loving song and giving scrutiny to things afar off."

In addition to Goren the crafter and Jelas the architect; there were three who distinguished themselves in the eyes of their fellow Aenire. These were known not only for their strength and learning, but for the ways they had acquitted themselves both in building and in war. These three were Yomal, Morad, and Lareth.

To the three Jelas came scheming and he said, “Let us now be careful, for in the making of Solenth and in prosecution of war we have troubled the Ere All greatly. We ought to live quietly among ourselves and disturb our Creator but little. Perhaps just one should speak on our behalf.”

Then Lareth rose and he spoke as if the idea were his own, saying, “Let all the Aenire choose a Vice-regent who shall speak to the Ere All on behalf of Solenth. Our Vice-regent shall serve our creator by bearing any messages to him or from him. Then, though we are numerous, we shall be as one and we shall trouble him but a little at a time.”

Goren

"Goren shaped the Gnomes to love tools and devices of many sorts..."

The Aenire were the highest order of the servants of the Ere All that dwelled in the region of Erenth. They were deceived into creating their own races of people and bringing them into the world to dwell. They gave up their own power to do so and lost their ability to take physical form.

"The Ere All called into the Niloruh and the echoes of his words became the shapes of his thoughts. From those echoes came a people. They were first of those with the ability to learn and to choose. They were beings of immense power -- though each was but an echo of the whisper of the Ere All. They were the Aenir  – the first people. The number of Aenir was beyond counting, but one of them, Goren, was a master of craft and had such shrewdness as few could challenge.

There were other Aenir and these all together used their imaginations and they labored with it, and they fashioned from it, using tools which Goren devised in imitation of the Ere All. And yet, they labored in darkness, far from the Lamp of Reason. It was not for evil purpose that they labored in darkness, but only perchance to surprise – as earnest children might prepare a gift for their father.

So, in secret they built a great hall and beneath its roof, a mighty throne. When they were finished with their first making, the embers taken from the Forge of Passion burned brightly still, so the Aenir built on. Without restraint they built, ever adding to the hall. They made towers and spires in great number, until a city sprang up where only empty vastness had been. This they did to honor their maker and to anticipate his desire."

The Ferryman

The Ferryman is one of the Aenire. It is he who guides the boat that leads mortals from Erenth to their fate. Humans are taken to the Judgement Seat where they will have to account for their thoughts, words and deeds. He also shuttles the Besnir to the worlds prepared for them, where they will rejoin their spirits to those of their primogenitors. 

The Ferryman was once named Majes and was sometimes called the brother of Jelas. By his interference in and communication with the world of Erenth, the Besnir learned the secrets of what is commonly called magic. He stands 25 feet tall and is impassive, about his duties, accepting them as his just desserts for his actions, and navigating the river Hyburleth is preferable to him, to having to remain on Erenth.

Drash

"Drash shaped the Vyrum to love beauty, and to make art."

The Aenire were the highest order of the servants of the Ere All that dwelled in the region of Erenth. They were deceived into creating their own races of people and bringing them into the world to dwell. They gave up their own power to do so and lost their ability to take physical form.

"When the Malenir brought war to Solenth, the might of the Aenire was marshalled, but it was not equal to the task because of the fearsome weapons which the Malenir possessed. Then Yomal departed Solenth in secret and made entreaties to the untold numbers of Aenir who dwelled across the great expanse of Erenes.

“All know that you bear no love for our celestial city and that you regard it as mere folly. But for the love that you bear the Ere All and his creation, this love that we Aenire share, would you not hasten in this the hour of our greatest need?”

But the Aenir heard him not for they regarded Solenth not. But one of the Aenwel called Drash heard the plea of Yomal and he summoned still others to serve beside him. 

“We will return with you and fight for this Solenth which you have built. For though we esteem it not, the Creator was pleased to see it; and perchance he will be pleased all the more to see it spared.” 

So it was that Yomal returned with a host of Aenwel and Drash was at their head. They relieved the beleaguered Aenire, and together the two armies of light overcame the army of the darkness. Then the Malenir were bound and brought for judgment.

Then Drash joined the Aenire. Both he and his host dwelled thereafter in Solenth and considered it a poor substitute for their previous station, but they had taken that fate in trade to save those who had been imperiled. And so, though they had no hand in the making of the celestial city, they saved it from ruin, and were there always counted as honored guests.

For this reason, Drash was among the Aenire when they were charged with the making of the Besnir. It was Drash who fashioned the Vyrum and poured into them his own life’s energy.

After the fall of the 6th Age, so many Vyrum were killed and their power returned to Drash, that he was able to escape the world of Erenth and make his way to Drasenth, where he resides among its glittering spires and welcomes those spirits still coming into his company."

Baere

Long ago, when the world was still cooling, the Ere All showed it to his servants. Some of these grew enamored of Erenth and sought to dwell upon it. But in as much as they did so, the Ere All warned, they would become subject to its forces. They would age and be changed. Their knowledge and their power would diminish and the celestial city of Solenth they had known would become a distant and discarded memory.

But still these few Aenire longed to leave their first estate and live upon the face of the world that had been created. So some left Solenth and crept down to join themselves to the new creation. And when they were noticed gone, still others raged calling them the Departed and themselves the true servants. Then great efforts were made by they to bring the Departed back so as not to despoil Erenth.

But the Departed would not return and war was joined between them and the rest of the Aenire. And it was this war which wounded the face of the world most, tearing mountains asunder and uprooting whole forests. Until at last, the Ere All himself intervened saying, "Let those who wish to remain on Erenth surrender their estate in peace. Let those who wish to be of the Celestial City remain there.

And Baere was among those who returned to Solenth at his word, but she was approached by the Ere All and asked if she wanted to live on Erenth.

"I did," Baere admitted, "But my place is in Solenth, and here I will await the revelation of the master work of which you promised. For I know that the world I have seen does not compare to the world I will know when your work is complete."

Then the Ere All asked her to return to Erenth and heal that which had been wounded by the battle of his foolish servants. And though you will be of this Erenth, unto you I shall give the gift to escape the ravages of time; and the joy to witness first-hand my master work." 

So it was that Baere walked to and for across Erenth. Wherever she set foot flowers bloomed and trees grew. The hurts of the world were healed, and some became as scars, but all she draped with the foilage and fountains that her power could provide. And Baere herself did not age, for she had the gift of the Ere All, which preserved her from time's passage, as if she had never left Solenth of the Aenire.

She is considered the greatest and most powerful of the Aeniresa. She ceaselessly roams Erenth, still untouched by the ravages of time, and the delight of her being is in preserving the master work of the Creator.

Agellas

"Agellas shaped the Urok to be cunning, strong and fearless."

The Aenire were the highest order of the servants of the Ere All that dwelled in the region of Erenth. Agellas deceived them into creating their own races of people and bringing them into the world to dwell. They gave up their own power to do so and lost their ability to take physical form. Agellas himself lost nothing, for he tricked a spirit of the old world into animating those he had made.

Agellas is considered the Great Betrayer, having betrayed anyone and everyone he has ever claimed to help; and everyone who ever sought him for aid. He is known in the infernal realms as Beleal and as the Dark Prince, ruler of Geherra.

Agellas was once Jelas, a being of great power and beauty who was in the service of good, he became jealous of his own Creator and most especially of creation itself. He made repeated attempts to despoil both Erenth and the celestial city of Solenth. After absconding to Erenth, his physical form was all but destroyed. He was then banished to Malenth and like the others imprisoned there, cannot leave except by means of the Vile Congress, where a mortal body is appropriated and remotely controlled by him.

In that form, he is able to grant his own charisma to any being he wishes (once in their life). He cannot be harmed by any weapon without mistletoe in it, or without the blessing of Baere upon it. While Agellas can shape change at will, he usually relies on his power to force beings to do what he desires via his suggestion power. Even those who think themselves immune to such powers find him irresistible.

He typically wears black, even when in the guise of something/someone else. He can also be revealed by his limp, the wound of an ancient battle, which he can hide for some time, but will always reveal itself eventually.