A Quest of Otherworldly Proportions

History of the Homelands.

On the continent of Elress, lies a land named Arda, there is a forest in these lands of vast proportions and mystery. This forest is known in the Common tongue as the Strymn Woodlands. The forest is home to a kingdom of people, these people are know as the Elves. The Elvish people have lived in these woodlands since the beginning of time as their lore says. The Elves that thrive in the woodlands have looked out onto the world and discovered many things, during this time the Elves interacted with other races and were surprised at what they found.

These other kingdoms were doing everything from magic to technological breakthroughs that the elves could not compete against, the elders of the Elven tribes came together in 132 B.F.W. (Before the First Writings) to form a kingdom that stretched from one end of the forest to the other, this kingdom is known as The Silva Provinces. Since the founding of the Kingdom the Elves have become a very secretive and spiritual race entering deep meditation for hours and honing their natural magic of the world all the while keeping it away from the prying eyes of the other kingdoms. A short while after the founding the elves soon gained fame for their wisdom around the known world and should you run into an elf, it is said that they will always have an answer for your questions.

These days the Elven people pride themselves on knowledge and will do anything to keep their secrets safe. One of the secrets of the elves was that they found a way to bond their magic with all of the world to increase their lifespan, the elvish race is known to be able to reach up to 800 years of age since the bonding with the world. As the knowledge of the elves grew so did their spiritual faith with the world, now only twice during an Elf's life he/she can go into a period of enlightenment, during this time the elf in question will receive a vision upon his/her life from the gods.

Our hero, Elorshin Silverhand has just past the age of 87 and now has decided after his travels into the other kingdoms in the east to go into his period of enlightenment at his home deep into the forest away from all the hustle and bustle of the treetop villages and gleaming elven city. Our hero of this story is a 6' 7'' Elf who has short black hair and a chiseled, tense face. His heavy gray eyes, set a-symmetrically within their sockets, which watched every detail around him in a cold and calculated manner.  A scar reaching from the bottom of the left cheek , running towards his left nostril and ending on his right nostril leaves a painful memory of a friends long gone. But that's a story for another time...

Today starts the first day in Elorshin Silverhand's seclusion period and the beginning of the rest of his life...

(Elorshin Silverhand)

Elorshin Silverhand sat in the middle of his hollowed out tree home with all of the preparations made, he'd been preparing to go into his period of enlightenment since he got back from his adventures into the western kingdoms. His meditating mat had been rolled out onto the floor and the enchanted time candles had been lit and set on the table off to his left giving a faint glow to the old home. In front of him was an empty leather covered journal and quill with ink as to which he can place all of his findings from his visions in it.

With that all of the preparations are made, all I have to do it ease my mind into nothingness...

He sat there cross legged with his hands on his knees slowly breathing entering his trance, his mind became nothing, the sounds faded into emptiness and the world around him became blank. When he opened his eyes he was met with a white world, everywhere he looked was white.

"From what the wise men told me, this is not what a vision is supposed to look like... Somethings not right."

"A perceptive one indeed, I beleive we have made a good choice." Someone replied in a soothing voice.

"He has a fire in his eyes brother, I can see the look in his eyes. I approve of this choice." A booming voice responded to a known sorce.

"Then he shall be the one we send, but before we continue, let us inform him of his new duties." A surprisingly old voice said.

"O' great gods of old, Oghma Lord of Knowledge, Tempus Lord of Battle, and Mystra Mother of All Magic" Elorshin Silverhand kneeled "Please tell me of what of my destiny."

"You are needed elsewhere than this world elf, there is a coming evil in which we can not stop as we cant interfere directly with this world."

"The inhabitants of this world are weak and would not survive the coming onslaught if left untended.

"There is a simple story you must understand first elf, in the beginning there were five of us gods, we created countless worlds during our early years. However there was one god who decided he didnt like the being we created to inhabit the worlds, his name was Bane the Lord of Darkness."

"His evil creations were spread across all of our worlds reaking havoc and utter destruction to the beings that lived on them."

"The four of us were able to stop his rampaging, but at a price... Chauntea the Goddess of Creation fell in the battle."

"With her dying breath, all four of us broke apart his body and sealed it upon a world of peace where we hoped no one would find him."

"Then the mortals of this world found a part of his body and it corrupted one of them, thankfully they had the sense to seal the corrupted being away also."

"For 1000 of their years it has stayed that way, but we sense that the seal they placed on the being so long ago is about to be undone."

"Which is why we need your help mortal, since we can not interact with the world ourselves we need to send someone who can finish what we started so long ago and finally destroy Bane. This will be your destiny Elorshin Silverhand if you should accept our request."

"I will accept your request my gods, it has always been a duty of us elves to serve." Elorshin said without a second thought.

"Then I shall craft you the weapons and armors of the gods, they shall serve you well in the time to come!" Tempus said with vigor. Suddenly golden plates of armor started to attach themselves onto Elorshin's body slowly forming an elegant yet strong armor, along with a golden recurve bow materializes in front of him.

"And I shall grant you a boost to your magical reserves to equal some of the greatest mages of all time." Mystra  added. Deep inside him, he could feel his magical reserve rapidly expanding to en enormous state Elorshin felt... powerful. Even the most difficult spells would be simple child's play with this much magic.

"We have full confidence in you Elorshin Silverhand, we will respect your decisions on what you must do to see this through. It is time for you to go and begin your journey and finish what we started. May the odds be ever in your favor Elorshin Silverhand" Oghma said as a golden light surrounded Elorshin.

Then the world around him faded into darkness...