The Elvorix are the last bastion of civilization in a world full of chaos and barbarism.  Some say they are cunning tricksters, having fooled the Vidaar into departing on a hopeless quest across the globe.  Others say they are stalwart warriors, as they fight tooth and nail to reclaim their lands from the fierce Jaarl armies.  Others say that the Elvorix are quite delicious, once you get past all the fur.  Well, not very many say that, just the Kuld hordes from the icelands of the north and south.  The Elvorix don’t say much about themselves, as doing so would draw the attention of their God, and these encounters have a tendency to end in world-changing catastrophe.  As the sun grows ever more crimson in the sky and the ice encroaches from the north and south, the Elvorix fight a losing battle to protect the last fertile land in Agapta against the ravages of war, and against being eaten.