The story of Ildurath: Part one

The story of Ildurath is one of hope for the people of the Elven nation. It is a story of rebirth, and renewal, of a returning to the way things once had been long ago. Gone are the days of the Elven retreat, and the scattering of their race, and soon many of the fair folk will be returning to the land. Guidance will be needed, and wisdom gleaned, for the land to which they return is not the land from which they left.

The great Elven empires have long since fallen. They are mere dust and ruins, and the humans have all but spread across the face of the continent usurping the land. A few cities and towns friendly to the Elves can be found here and there but inhabiting them will do nothing to help unify, or preserve, their society. Even the few remaining Elven cities have fallen on hard times due to war or isolation, and over time have been forced further and further away – to the outlying regions and the border forests.

The Elven people live in small pockets of warmth and nature, as isolated and unknown as ever before, and slowly their numbers are dwindling. The elders of their people have seen the steady decline, they have watched for centuries hoping that things would change. They have not, and have decided that it is time to again act for fear of loosing everything they have.

But what could they do to act upon this? They did not wish to be antagonistic, did not want to repeat the mistakes that had been made by their ancestors millennia ago. They wanted co-habitation of the land, nothing more, and most were willing to accept the fact that it would mean opening up their society to some degree. A free exchange of knowledge, information, and trade would be required for the Elven people to begin to work their way back into the land.