The
Thirteenth day of the Month of Olaestra, fifty-one hundred
"My travels have returned me to the land of my birth, Ta'Vaalor
and I am the happier for it. With me I have brought many great wonders
from the west, along with new insight into much of the lore I knew
of my home."
There is very little known of where the origin of the following
myths begins. I have done much research but it has proved futile,
too much fiction envelops these stories. Perhaps in the future years
I might as-yet unravel their mystery, but for now I give you four
short tales of lore and legend."
Briede Songweavyre
Minstrel and Thespian
of Ta'Vaalor
Throughout the many centuries, heroes rise and fall, stories
become legends as they're stretched as far as the imagination
can reach. To some, those tales have become the groundwork
for a plethora of fairytales and myths, while to others they
are nothing more than tall tales told to little children in
the dark hours of the night.
In the following text are some of the lesser-known legends of the Elven Nations,
passed down through the generations, twisted and altered with each telling, until
captured in the prose of the Bardess Briede Songweavyre of Ta'Vaalor.
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