The Dalreen are a strange, ancient race that only partially reside in the realm of Evoss. The have severed most ties with humanityas they prefer to continue in their search for a technologically advanced eutopian society. Within the Dalreen no one citizen is any mroe advanced than any other and all are afforded rights and privledges to do as they please so long as they do not interfere with anyone else's life.

They are a physically odd looking species, human only in the sense that they are biped, have five fingers, and are apparently mammals. They have no hair, and their skin is a pasty white complexion. Their arms, legs, and torsos have an elongated, seemingly stretched look to them, and they are very tall, the shortest adult being well over 6 feet in height. They wear long black garments with a high, stiff collar, not unlike a cassock made of a leather-like material. Each adult wears a belt from which dangles a variety of tools including a long black rod that serves them as a weapon in times need. The rod sends forth a beam of light that incapacitates foes. Dalreen can speak, but prefer a form of mental telepathy that places thoughts whole into the mind of another. Their own language is a collection of eerie, musical tones.

Not much is known of the Dalreen save that they are an ancient race, and have on occasion agreed to teach others from their great store of knowledge. Their teaching is irregular in the sense that, unless otherwise requested, they lift entire sections of knowledge from the mind of one person to place into the mind of another. At times, they will request that the knowledge taken be lost by the giver, but this is not always the case. The Dalreen can also erase and alter the memories of an individual, although this requires a great effort on their part.

Perhaps the oddest quality of the Dalreen is not the race themselves, but in the dimension within which they live. Time in this place flows in an irregular pattern, such that an individual traveling there might stay for a day in Dalreen territory, and emerge a hundred years later on Evoss, or contrarily, spend ten years and emerge only to find that a day has gone past. There seems to be no rhyme or reason as to the flow of time in such cases, and several scholars have given up in frustration without finding the cause, or predicting the effects. The Dalreen seem not to care.