Aetherfelle

"It's time to go little one. I can't meet them, but I promise you death isn't so bad."
— Serval

Nestled atop a fount of ether, the waters of Aetherfelle imbue all living beings born there with innate magical abilities. Yet, the fragility of life in this enchanted land leads many creatures to seek unconventional means of survival. Many of the creatures in Aetherfelle fear death with such intensity that their own willpower has magically bound their consciousness to the mundane realm even after their physical death. Ghosts of small prey creatures flit among the living, while Eladrin and Myconids find solace here. The Traeventahl Circle has taken up the task of nurturing and studying this magical garden, with the protection of Serval, an undying skeleton beholden to Archdruid Lucan Willowrest.