Cambion

The origins of my race are said to be that we are the offspring of a group of powerful beings that were once servants of the gods who rebelled against them, mated with the mortal races and produced us. Many of our race were destroyed in a time when the gods visited a cataclysm on the world but being what we are some of us managed to survive and live on. We are hated by the other races as being the seed of what they call demons, and being in general rather cruel, domineering, and violent their hatred and distrust of us is not unwarranted. We have thus been consigned to the waste and underground places of the world, living in fear of the daylight which saps our strength. We are, however, very strong, both physically and in the dark magical arts, which is our especial province.

Generally we have pointed ears like the elves, and like them our lives are measured in centuries, but that is where the similarity ends. Our skin colour tends to be bluish grey, and our eyes are usually red. As we grow older, we tend to grow vestiges of horns and a tail, but not me, as I am still fairly young yet.