The Vellite Dominion

Established long ago as a single city state on the coast, the lands of The Dominion expanded rapidly under the heels of their elite, disciplined army. The histories of several races (The Dominion’s included) tell of a time when it seemed political maneuvering would stop the expansionist nation in its tracks. Before the scheming of cornered elvish kings could come to fruition each and every leader involved was killed, deep and secure within their territories – in the same night. Headless, all resistance soon crumbled. Only the inhospitable jungles have given pause to the Vellites. Even at that, expansion continues (albeit at a snail’s pace) even to this day.

The Dominion does not accept any gods but theirs to be worshiped on their lands, even outsiders are expected to abstain from worshiping other gods. Feelings among the population are mixed. No one can fail to feel the yolk of oppression, but in the Vellite lands humans have little fear of monsters. Only in the jungles does danger lurk. The citizens of The Dominion have traded liberty for safety, and though there is a resistance, it is not a popular movement.