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The Plague

Nearly one thousand years ago a strange plague began to spread through the Wildwood Elf bloodline. Many elves lost their lives searching for a cure to this plague even more lost their lives to it, a cure was never found. The shamans of the various tribal orders held a meeting in a secret glade, it was decided that Af’rilm and his Shaman Evalinde should gather the remaining tribes within there Medicine Lodge, the only one remaining and large enough to house all the elves.
Eventually after one hundred years of gathering every tribal member had been found and told of the grand meeting, none knew of what was about to be told to them. The Shamans announced that in order to rid them selves of this terrible plague, there was no other option but to go into the ‘long sleep’. And ancient ritual that cleanses the minds and bodies of the elves, but it had not been preformed in over ten thousand years, whispers crept about the hall but no argument was announced.
The hall was sealed and the preparations were made, the ‘long sleep’ had begun.

The Long Sleep

The ‘long sleep’ is no easy undertaking especially casting it over so many. It took many years to prepare each elf for the ‘long sleep’. Eventually the shamans began the ancient chant, the hall began to slow every word uttered from there mouths seemed to drift into eternity the ‘long sleep’ had been cast, each elf began to slowly drift into there ‘long sleep’ soon the hall was silent.

The Awakening

Af’rilm was one of the first to awaken, his eyelids were tired but he forced them open, he watched the hall for many minutes trying to find some memory of this place. He stood to his feet and everything fell back into place, the mist that covered his eyes was clearing and he began to remember. He looked over his fellow elves with renewed clarity; he began to walk through the hall he brushed past many of his fellow elves as he headed towards the large wooden doors that were sealed so long ago. Looked up at the large arch, and then down to were the seal was placed, to his astonishment the seal had gone the Hall was unlocked, he could not believe it, he looked back into the hall and then back at the door. He pushed it open with relative ease, the sun blinded his eyes for a moment and then he realised they had been sleeping for a very long time. He roamed around the hall trying to recognise some part of the forest he once left but he fond none, he then promptly ran back to the hall closing the large door behind him. It then dawned on him, there was only a fifth of his fellow elves remaining, he began to scamper around trying to wake all he could, only a few awoke, six at most. It seems the others were not ready to awaken, it seemed many had already gone. It was time to re settle these forests in the hope that the ones that have already left would find there kindred and help them re build what was once there home.