Elven First-born, witnesses to “The Moment” are among those few who remember the beginning clearly So few in number are they, and so rarely do they breed, that they have lost touch with he other races, including children who have embraced nature and the wild and left their heritage behind.

The Great Father, Elven King became the first and only of their kind to die since memory. In their grief a confusion set in and their culture stagnates as their indecision grows stronger.

The throne remains empty as the heir apparent refuses the crown’s title and remains, herself, a Prince.

The Elves enjoy the seclusion of being to the Western edge of the Westlands, at the fork of the Undying River, where Vastwood begins. From their towers of marble and wood they devote their time to art, knowledge, and the pursuit of magic and preservation of their memory.


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