Eledar I'mor

I was born in the age of twilight, I don't know my exact age, and you tend to forget things like that after so many years. I was the first generation of elves from the Sidhe. My Dad's name was El'thyor and my mother's name was Fregith. I had three brothers and two sisters. We all lived in peace during that blessed time. There was no war and no light. I spent most of my time dedicated to the arts of magic. I learned and studied my magic from the teachings of Saedron. Until the terror came, I thought that nothing could ever go wrong. But peace never last forever and soon the dragon did come. He took most of my family. My mother and Father were lost to his great flames and my siblings were scattered across the old ancient cities. I have not seen or heard from them since the age of dawn began. I soon joined forces with my elven kind to fight the dragon. That is when I first learned of the All-Father. He came down and helped in defeating the dragon. Soon many of my friends began to worship him and started to say that he defeated him single-handed. I never understood why they favored him over Braialla or Saedron for they had given our people so much more.

After our great empire fell and the Golden sun touch our homes I went with a tribe of druids deep into the heart of the forest. We hid from the light for it was so bright and our people had never seen light. I stayed with the brotherhood for many years. They taught me of nature and told me that everything had its place. I learned to respect the forest more and to appreciate nature. We had everything we needed in the forest. Soon there was a great army that marched into our village. They said they were the army of the Deathless Empire, ruled by Elf Lord Sillestor, and that they needed our help. I and a few other Dar Khelegur joined them and so began a new chapter in my life. The Deathless Empire set apart the races of elves and began to rebuild the elvish empire. The elven power grew with every passing movement. We soon had the power to open a gate to the next void. We learned many secrets from the beast lords beyond the void. But soon there was a war that started by the foolish centaurs. I was sent onto the battlefields to help fight them. They were not much for our force but the All-Father interfered and brought Archons to the centaurs aid. They soon defeated us and punished us for our greatness.

I went home broken and battered by the long war. I continued to live my life as though nothing had happened but it was hard on me. Then came the true punishment of the All-Father. He created time, which stopped our freedom and put huge stopping points in my magic abilities. I retreated back into the forest and met with a brotherhood of Rangers who called themselves The Givers. I stayed with them for many years. I worked on my magic and taught many of the youth of the village spells. Life was could but soon their came a great and foolish race. They marched into our village and burned it to the ground. They called themselves humans, and they were soon my greatest enemy. I went back to the large elven cities and helped in the war against them.

I headed off in search of a Noble house to join and fight side by side with. That is when I came across the name Gilliandor. I remember when I was young the king had the same name. I ventured far and wide and finally found the House of Gilliandor.