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Message: <blockquote data-quote="fusangite" data-source="post: 1084503" data-attributes="member: 7240">Part 2 : Elven GodsAbujamus, God of Magic(I never finished this write-up)Fuella, Goddess of the MeadowLong, long ago, when the whole world was a great thick wood, there lived four sisters: Fuella, Kentris, Merimia and Ylivia, daughters of Lalamia, Goddess of the Wood. Of these sisters, the youngest was Fuella and by the time she had grown to womanhood, her sisters had been favoured by their mother with important tasks. And so, Fuella passed her days in idleness, conversing with Kentris's nymphs and dryads and bathing in Merimia's deep pools. It was on one such idle day that the first sundering of the wood came about, when the dark gods Rovnoth and Hvaya, enemies of Ylivia broke the soft earth with harsh stone, raising Fuella and her grove far above the eaves of the forest. Lost and alone, unable to climb down the sheer cliffs back to the enveloping coolness of the wood, Fuella foraged through the rocky land, seeking food and water not only for herself but for the nymphs and trees uprooted with her. For many seasons, Fuella's life was hard as she watched the mighty trees around her wither and die, never to return to the high rocky land in which she was trapped. But after a time, she found that while the trees withered, tiny grasses and flowers flourished and so she and her nymphs carried lichens and mosses and flowers from one rocky crag to the next, suffusing the rocks of her realm with blues, violets, reds and greens. So it was that a hundred years hence, when Ylivia and her other sisters found Fuella in her high, windy realm, she could not be persuaded to return to the dark, cool wood but was instead content to remain in her meadows, from which she did not depart until the days of the Iron Wars.Kentris, Goddess of Nymphs and Mendarchis, Goddess of Half-ElvesIn the darkest days of the Iron Wars when all sides of the First Wood were burning, the elvish race was in despair. Though wiser, stronger and more powerful than the humans, so great was the number of humans that the elves despaired. When a hundred humans were defeated, a hundred more appeared in their place and as the wood gave way to pasture, the power of the humans waxed strong.It was at this time that Kentris, mother of the nymphs withdrew deep within the centre of the First Wood to meditate upon how to save her people. In the grove at the wood's centre, she wove a powerful magic about herself, transfiguring herself into the most beautiful human woman. It was in this form that she stole past the edge of the forest and into the camp of the most powerful warrior of the humans: Seyuru, a man of great strength and savagery.To Seyuru, Kentris was irresistible, a vision of beauty and he bedded her in his tent the night they met. Kentris stayed for nearly a year with Seyuru and his army as they cut through the First Wood. At nights, she would steal out of his tent and into the forest where she would warn the her children, the nymphs and dryads of the army's coming. And as the year progressed, she felt the half-elven child growing within her. On the day of Mendarchis's birth, Seyuru called his warriors back from the field to witness the miracle of the birth of his heir. The other three great Kings of War also came to honour their comrade in his moment of joy. High priests and great magi were summoned to bless this child of Seyuru but in the moment of birth, Kentris dispelled the powerful magicks that cloaked her form and revealed herself as an elf and Seyuru saw his only child as the half-elf that she was. Enraged, he drew his scimitar to slay his wife but Kentris was too quick and snatched his daughter, stealing away into the forest. Though filled with rage against elvenkind, Seyuru stopped his army's advance into the forest, fearing that his child might be hidden in any grove they burned. And so, after many years of war, an uneasy truce grew between elves and men.After a time, when Mendarchis was fully grown, she yearned for the lands of her childhood and came wandering across the battle plain. Where there were stumps, Mendarchis planted poplar trees; where there was desolation, Mendarchis sprinkled the corn of her father with the petals of her mother and so grew the fields of sweet, fragrant blue corn in the East of the First Wood, tended by the children of Mendarchis.Lalamia, Goddess of the Wood(No description done)Merimia, Goddess of Fresh Water and Mizithra, Goddess of the GladeIn the days of the Iron Wars, each of the elvish goddesses took up a special task in defence of the First Wood. While Lalamia gave her people bows and staves and Kentris entranced weak willed soldiers, Merimia's diverse powers were always stretched to their limit. Her waters were needed to douse the flames, to cloud the sky and to carry the elven ships across Lake Iriktova. Yet within her resided another power: the power of the mirror. In clear, calm waters, Merimia could make a reflection, a thing like yet unlike to the creature enchanted by their own image. It was in the days that Merimia was most taxed that a powerful sorceress, the daughter of Isshai, enemy of Abujamus attacked the wood with fiery magicks, engulfing ancient groves deep within in a strange blue fire. Unable to douse all of the flames, Merimia wrought a deep magic that lured Mizithra the Sorceress to a still pool deep in the wood where she cast a spell dividing from herself a portion of her power with which she imbued Mizithra's reflection. Caught unaware, Mizithra stood entranced as another Mizithra, like but unlike her rose from the pool and smote her with a cold blue flame. Ylivia, Goddess of the DrowAt the height of the Iron Wars, when the Sacred Groves were burning all over the First Wood, Ylivia, Goddess of the Earth led a mighty army of elves against the hosts of humankind. Bravest and strongest of the Goddesses, she strove for mastery against the innumerable humans who beset elfdom. And for many hundreds of years, standing with her sister goddesses, she held the humans at bay, every now and again even seeing forest or prairie encroach into the rude human fields. But though ageless, Ylivia was worn by the unceasing battles with the rapacious human hosts and after a time, she became embittered not only against her human enemies but against the elves she shielded from them. She begrudged her children's place in the van of the elvish armies and the weakness of her allies. And at the same time, facing the humans every day, she came to admire their ingenuity, their craft and their proficiency with metalwork even as her hatred of their race deepened. And so, secret from her sister goddesses and the army of elves, she disguised herself and stole into the territory of the humans to parley with their leaders. No one now lives who knows the content of the treaty of peace which she made with the human beings but it is said that the pact is inscribed on a stone table in a grove of trees that no one has found since the day of the fateful pact. But this much is known: Ylivia and her elves, the strongest of elvenkind agreed to leave Iron Wars and in exchange, human beings gave them that which was not theirs to give: dominion over the Underworld. The day following the pact, Ylivia's elves were gone before battle was even joined and the human hosts drove back elvenkind in the first defeat of the Iron Wars. But the Drow elves were already out of sight, vanished into the caverns beneath the earth's surface or high above the field, borne on air ships to the surface of the moon.</blockquote>

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