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Currently led by Queen [[Morganae]] Sunderstone.

Mountain Elves tend to be shorter, with a straight nose and tilted or almond-shaped eyes.

==From "The Elven Folk" by Matron [[Selidhn]], an Elf==
Perhaps the most political and devious of the Elves, the tale of the Mountain Elves is the most sorrowful of all the clans.
The Mountain Elves did not always reside in the dark holds of the Spine Mountains. Originally, they were an offshoot of the Wind Clan, wild and free on the Plains of Elanthia. Innocent they were, and they flourished as they fed on the creatures of the grasslands and lived their quiet lives. But Dwarves, still smarting over the slap on the wrists that the Father's children had dealt them, sought vengeance, and when they found the innocuous clan one day, they did the unspeakable.

Luring them into their mountains with promises of a truce, the Mountain Elves went happily, entranced by the idea of peace at last. But peace they did not find. As their chieftains went to speak to the Dwarven Mountain King, the artisans of the Clan were poisoned where they feasted on breakfast and the warriors slain as they moved through the halls toward the meeting. Only the children remained, and these the Dwarves carried off and threw deep into the dark bowels of the Mountains. The children were raised to accept their lot as servants to the Dwarves. Greedy creatures that they were, the Dwarves believed they had enslaved their age-old enemy. But they discounted the memory of the Elven folk, and especially the memory of a young Elven child by the name of Morganae.

Silently seething as a mere servant, she bided her time, growing into beauty and personal power as the Dwarves grew fat and lazy. One day, one hundred and fifty years after the Outrage (as she came to call it), she began her own slow poisoning. She told tales of the great tragedies that had descended on them, and in the eyes of some who could still remember sparked a fire, bright as the sun they had not seen for nearly two centuries. Now that they had grown in numbers, the time had come. At Night's Vigil, she and several others took up their hammers and chisels, and slew the Dwarves who had been their overseers. Taken off guard, the once-slaves took up the weapons of their enslavers and destroyed all within the Mountain -- men, women, and children. The Mountain King Morganae executed personally -- slowly.

With the Mountain King's crown now beaten into a thin gold circlet, the self-proclaimed Queen of the Mountain Elves turned her eyes toward the world she had been forced to forget so many years ago. But time had changed her, and changed her brethren. Many of the Elves found the sunlight intolerable, to the point where they simply could not venture out into the light without crying out in pain. A few of the more sturdy left, forming the loose collaboration of folk known as the Bone Elves.

Realizing she could never return to the days of old, realizing she no longer even desired to go back to that way of life, Morganae encouraged her people to learn how to shape the rocks, just as they had once learned to sculpt trees. From the ore of the rich mountains they mined metals and gems. The found beauty in the stalactites of the deep, secretive caves and formed out of quarry and minerals cities and villages of graceful stone.

But bitterness at the life they had once led remained embedded in the Elven hearts, and perhaps this is what gnaws at the Mountain Elves, twisting them politically and ethically. Morganae has had numerous assassination attempts on her persons in her life; she has killed two of her own children who aspired to take her throne before she wished to relinquish it. Morganae herself is as cold hearted as the cold mountains she dwells in. She has remained a steady control over the Mountain Elves over the many years of warfare and upheaval, and it is whispered that it was she who poisoned the Empire of the Seven-Pointed Star into chaos. Morganae (and all Mountain Elves, in fact) loves dabbling in politics, so long as she does not lose.

It was Morganae and the Eloth lord [[Corik]] who built the city of [[Shard]] many years ago; Morganae's design and materials, Corik's magic and lands. Morganae and her folk sometimes venture into the city to sell their wares, though this grows more and more infrequent as the Mountain Elves recede further away from the world they perceive as being against them.

Mountain Elves are commonly pale and thin with dark hair and eyes, although a child of summer season's hair or sky-colored eyes does appear from time to time. Black-hearted as the night, a Mountain Elf's devious mind is not to be trifled with.

Latest revision as of 16:25, 11 February 2009