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	\|These are the cursed companies of the split-born elves and are a terrifying blender on the field of battle. Wielding darkened armour adorned with a metal face mask and ash-grey cloaks to signify their duality. They do not believe in ranged warfare, considering bows and artillery the tools of the weak. They believe only in melee prowess. A mindset they have obtained as they see the honor they may find in battle and death, the only way to redeem themselves as worthy to their untainted kin. They wield a pair of razor-edged blades to rip and tear into their target with the aim of doing as much damage as possible, ensuring that even their survivors will forever bear their marks. Their presence in an army is ghastly as they strictly keep to themselves, not speaking to anyone but their own and their commanders from the moment they wear the mask.		\|These are the cursed companies of the split-born elves and are a terrifying blender on the field of battle. Wielding darkened armour adorned with a metal face mask and ash-grey cloaks to signify their duality. They do not believe in ranged warfare, considering bows and artillery the tools of the weak. They believe only in melee prowess. A mindset they have obtained as they see the honor they may find in battle and death, the only way to redeem themselves as worthy to their untainted kin. They wield a pair of razor-edged blades to rip and tear into their target with the aim of doing as much damage as possible, ensuring that even their survivors will forever bear their marks. Their presence in an army is ghastly as they strictly keep to themselves, not speaking to anyone but their own and their commanders from the moment they wear the mask.
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	\|'''The Pale Sisters'''		\|'''The Pale Sisters'''
	\|The pale sisters is the name of a Kaurian sisterhood of porcelain-skinned magi and healers of exquisite beauty. These women chose to join the colonial forces in the year 1259 after they heard of the horrors of the war and its ever-mounting casualties. They treated many and cared for the dying and their bodies after they died. Not allowing anyone anywhere near their healer’s block until the bodies were disposed of safely to guard against volatile necromancers who may want to misuse the bodies of the fallen. The sisters, however, mysteriously vanished one night after an attack on an elven camp on Eldland’s mainland from which they were operating. It was said that, as their tent was mysteriously set ablaze after the raid, their last sighting was of some of them running into the forests outside, covered head to toe in blood and once elegant dresses now ripped and torn.		\|The pale sisters is the name of a Kaurian sisterhood of porcelain-skinned magi and healers of exquisite beauty. These women chose to join the colonial forces in the year 1259 after they heard of the horrors of the war and its ever-mounting casualties. They treated many and cared for the dying and their bodies after they died. Not allowing anyone anywhere near their healer’s block until the bodies were disposed of safely to guard against volatile necromancers who may want to misuse the bodies of the fallen. The sisters, however, mysteriously vanished one night after an attack on an elven camp on Eldland’s mainland from which they were operating. It was said that, as their tent was mysteriously set ablaze after the raid, their last sighting was of some of them running into the forests outside, covered head to toe in blood and once elegant dresses now ripped and torn.

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	\|History =1254 A.C. - Cal Eryndor was founded after the conquest of the island of [[Utenwacht]], kickstarting the [[Reinari-Talmyrian war]].		\|History =1254 A.C. - Cal Eryndor was founded after the conquest of the island of [[Utenwacht]], kickstarting the [[Reinari-Talmyrian war]].
	1261 A.C. - A large portion of the colony’s military population was lost after the devastating defeat at the [[Siege of Castle Rosberg]], reigniting a leadership dispute over the colony.		1261 A.C. - A large portion of the colony’s military population was lost after the devastating defeat at the [[Siege of Castle Rosberg]], reigniting a leadership dispute over the colony.
	}}Cal Eryndor is the entry point for Talmyria’s ambitions on [[~~Eldland~~]]. It is the first elven foothold on the continent since the exile and the newest colony to take form under the unified elven banner. Its people answer to their Tirnor, in a shared effort to hold the settlement firm against pressure from within and beyond its walls. Danger sits close at hand, yet the colony meets it with the same resolve that carried their kind across the seas. Tensions surface quickly in a place shaped by war, and they are settled through firm leadership, diplomacy, or open force when needed. Even so, Cal Eryndor holds ground where new claims can still take root. Its survival and all the strength it gathers will decide the shape of every future venture eastward.		}}Cal Eryndor is the entry point for Talmyria’s ambitions on [[Jordun]]. It is the first elven foothold on the continent since the exile and the newest colony to take form under the unified elven banner. Its people answer to their Tirnor, in a shared effort to hold the settlement firm against pressure from within and beyond its walls. Danger sits close at hand, yet the colony meets it with the same resolve that carried their kind across the seas. Tensions surface quickly in a place shaped by war, and they are settled through firm leadership, diplomacy, or open force when needed. Even so, Cal Eryndor holds ground where new claims can still take root. Its survival and all the strength it gathers will decide the shape of every future venture eastward.

	The colony took shape after a campaign sent to suppress piracy along the coast. The expedition misidentified the isle of [[Utenwacht]], a Reinari holding, as a raider base. Its capture triggered the conflict that followed and set the colony’s political standing from the first day. What remained of the settlement was cleared. In its place, the elves established a fortified harbour and the supply post that sustained the first years. The administrative quarter followed soon after and became the centre of Talmyrian authority on Eldland. Eight years of steady labour have shaped Cal Eryndor into a functional strongpoint. Its walls were strengthened. New docks extended the harbour’s reach. Storage halls, workshops, and military facilities filled the inner grounds as the population increased. The council quarter houses the nine-seat colonial council, which directs governance, trade, and defence. The colony maintains a permanent garrison, a fleet, and a civilian community made up of settlers, contracted labourers, and representatives of the sponsoring houses.		The colony took shape after a campaign sent to suppress piracy along the coast. The expedition misidentified the isle of [[Utenwacht]], a Reinari holding, as a raider base. Its capture triggered the conflict that followed and set the colony’s political standing from the first day. What remained of the settlement was cleared. In its place, the elves established a fortified harbour and the supply post that sustained the first years. The administrative quarter followed soon after and became the centre of Talmyrian authority on Eldland. Eight years of steady labour have shaped Cal Eryndor into a functional strongpoint. Its walls were strengthened. New docks extended the harbour’s reach. Storage halls, workshops, and military facilities filled the inner grounds as the population increased. The council quarter houses the nine-seat colonial council, which directs governance, trade, and defence. The colony maintains a permanent garrison, a fleet, and a civilian community made up of settlers, contracted labourers, and representatives of the sponsoring houses.

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	===== ''What history often teaches us is that prosperity does not outlast ambition.'' =====		===== ''What history often teaches us is that prosperity does not outlast ambition.'' =====
	And so in the elder days, long before the present age, the elves and Denur held sway upon the continent of Eldland in their most ancient forms, in their most ancient home. Their realms overlapped as their trade routes wound through mountain passes and water alike. For a time, their kinship seemed secure, but something broke between them. No one agrees where or how, only that trust gave way to resentment, and resentment to war.		And so in the elder days, long before the present age, the elves and Denur held sway upon the continent of Eldland in their most ancient forms, in their most ancient home. Their realms overlapped as their trade routes wound through mountain passes and water alike. For a time, their kinship seemed secure, but something broke between them. No one agrees where or how, only that trust gave way to resentment, and resentment to war. The elves spread thin across the continent, cut off from the heartlands that had long sustained them, until they found themselves bleeding out on alien soil. The Denur seized upon that moment of weakness and struck from strongholds carved into Eldland’s very bones, yet though they seemed unyielding, even their strength was tested beyond endurance. The war did not spare the humans either, who, in their primitive form, dwelt between the great powers and got caught like kindling in the blaze. They were scoured from Eldland’s face, and in time their name became little more than a memory. There was no victor. The calamity ruined all. Eventually, the elves were broken and driven at last into exile across the western seas. Yet theirs was no blind voyage into nameless waters, for already beyond that horizon lay many settlements and kingdoms seeded in calmer days. They sailed toward lands that had grown into a broad patchwork of kingdoms and city-states. Many had begun as waystations of the seafaring houses. Others rose from outposts raised by kin who had long looked westward. All had taken root and become realms of their own. To these havens the exiles fled, burdened with grief, until sorrow itself became the mortar of a new foundation.

	The elves spread thin across the continent, cut off from the heartlands that had long sustained them, until they found themselves bleeding out on alien soil. The Denur seized upon that moment of weakness and struck from strongholds carved into Eldland’s very bones, yet though they seemed unyielding, even their strength was tested beyond endurance. The war did not spare the humans either, who, in their primitive form, dwelt between the great powers and got caught like kindling in the blaze. They were scoured from Eldland’s face, and in time their name became little more than a memory.		Across the sea, the exiled elves endured. Their new lands in what is now known as Talmyria were fertile, and most importantly, beyond Denur's reach. Yet it still carried a bitter taste. Eldland had broken them. Their numbers were thin. Their strength was spent. They were granted lands within what would one day be the kingdom of Atherin, one of several realms that would later rise to shape Talmyria. They did not carve these holdings themselves. They survived within them. Their unity did not shatter in open rebellion. They survived there while they gathered what remained of their people. Old houses withdrew into their own halls. Fleets kept to their own harbours. Pride remained, but power did not. Some clung to the ways of the land they lost, others to the salt air and tide. In the years after the exile, the elven realms operated without a central power. Each kingdom governed its own affairs, and most disputes ended only when one side lost interest. Order held, but without cohesion, and no ruler exercised influence beyond local borders. An elven man named Rhaedon Lythar altered that arrangement. He established control over the district surrounding Rylion in Valisor and consolidated its neighbouring territories through consistent administration. Local lords accepted his oversight because it produced predictable outcomes. Courts functioned, trade routes stabilised, and the coastal wardens followed unified directives. Within a generation, Valisor operated as a single, governed region under his rule. Only after this consolidation did the Temple issue its declaration. Its priests named him Tirnor, the appointed steward and protector of elven kind, and linked his rule to an older mandate. The title gave him a formal claim that no other leader held. He applied it immediately. Envoys were sent south and west with proposals of alignment. Unification was presented as an expected sacred duty rather than an act of expansion. Responses differed. Kauris accepted early, aiming for stability and advantage. Thirselan agreed after negotiation. Other regions resisted and were incorporated after brief campaigns. These conflicts were limited in scale but significant in outcome. By 312 A.C., most of Talmyria functioned under one structure, held together by the authority of his office. What began as the organisation of a small region in Valisor became the basis for a unified elven realm.

	There was no victor. The calamity ruined all. Eventually, the elves were broken and driven at last into exile across the western seas. Yet theirs was no blind voyage into nameless waters, for already beyond that horizon lay many settlements and kingdoms seeded in calmer days. They sailed toward lands that had grown into a broad patchwork of kingdoms and city-states. Many had begun as waystations of the seafaring houses. Others rose from outposts raised by kin who had long looked westward. All had taken root and become realms of their own. To these havens the exiles fled, burdened with grief, until sorrow itself became the mortar of a new foundation.

	Across the sea, the exiled elves endured. Their new lands in what is now known as Talmyria were fertile, and most importantly, beyond Denur's reach. Yet it still carried a bitter taste. Eldland had broken them. Their numbers were thin. Their strength was spent. They were granted lands within what would one day be the kingdom of Atherin, one of several realms that would later rise to shape Talmyria. They did not carve these holdings themselves. They survived within them. Their unity did not shatter in open rebellion. They survived there while they gathered what remained of their people. Old houses withdrew into their own halls. Fleets kept to their own harbours. Pride remained, but power did not. Some clung to the ways of the land they lost, others to the salt air and tide.

	In the years after the exile, the elven realms operated without a central power. Each kingdom governed its own affairs, and most disputes ended only when one side lost interest. Order held, but without cohesion, and no ruler exercised influence beyond local borders.

	An elven man named Rhaedon Lythar altered that arrangement. He established control over the district surrounding Rylion in Valisor and consolidated its neighbouring territories through consistent administration. Local lords accepted his oversight because it produced predictable outcomes. Courts functioned, trade routes stabilised, and the coastal wardens followed unified directives. Within a generation, Valisor operated as a single, governed region under his rule. Only after this consolidation did the Temple issue its declaration. Its priests named him Tirnor, the appointed steward and protector of elven kind, and linked his rule to an older mandate. The title gave him a formal claim that no other leader held. He applied it immediately. Envoys were sent south and west with proposals of alignment. Unification was presented as an expected sacred duty rather than an act of expansion.

	Responses differed. Kauris accepted early, aiming for stability and advantage. Thirselan agreed after negotiation. Other regions resisted and were incorporated after brief campaigns. These conflicts were limited in scale but significant in outcome. By 312 A.C., most of Talmyria functioned under one structure, held together by the authority of his office. What began as the organisation of a small region in Valisor became the basis for a unified elven realm.

	Back in the heartland, the Denur also endured, but a curse befell them and confined them deep within their own mountain-holds. Their kingdoms had fractured, and their vast delvings became prisons of indestructible stone. And with humanity being no more, Eldland lay gutted, scarred but yet unbowed. In the emptiness left behind, other people rose in time, scattered folk who grew from the ashes of the fallen age.		Back in the heartland, the Denur also endured, but a curse befell them and confined them deep within their own mountain-holds. Their kingdoms had fractured, and their vast delvings became prisons of indestructible stone. And with humanity being no more, Eldland lay gutted, scarred but yet unbowed. In the emptiness left behind, other people rose in time, scattered folk who grew from the ashes of the fallen age.

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	=== II. CAL-ERYNDOR ===		=== II. CAL-ERYNDOR ===
	[[File:ElvenShip.png\|An Aevor merchant vessel leaving Talmyria for the newly established port colony of Cal Eryndor.\|right\|frameless\|~~313x313px~~]]		[[File:ElvenShip.png\|An Aevor merchant vessel leaving Talmyria for the newly established port colony of Cal Eryndor.\|right\|frameless\|391x391px]]
	By the age of the great-grandsires, elven fleets no longer kept to familiar waters. They began reaching distant coasts and Eldland once more. Reports spoke of the continent’s wealth in timber, metals, and harvests. Merchant ships tested the routes while carrying fruit, oils, and crafted goods. For a time, trade was easy profit. The kingdoms of Eldland were eager to exchange their gold and goods for elven luxuries. But word spread quickly along the coasts. Refugees, smugglers, and outlaws of the southern lands soon turned their attention to the “golden ships.” They were natural seafarers, skilled but lawless, and over time their small bands grew into fleets of raiders. Elven merchant vessels began to disappear. The few survivors spoke of brutal attacks from ships bearing strange emblems and hulls cutting the waves like hungry beasts.		By the age of the great-grandsires, elven fleets no longer kept to familiar waters. They began reaching distant coasts and Eldland once more. Reports spoke of the continent’s wealth in timber, metals, and harvests. Merchant ships tested the routes while carrying fruit, oils, and crafted goods. For a time, trade was easy profit. The kingdoms of Eldland were eager to exchange their gold and goods for elven luxuries. But word spread quickly along the coasts. Refugees, smugglers, and outlaws of the southern lands soon turned their attention to the “golden ships.” They were natural seafarers, skilled but lawless, and over time their small bands grew into fleets of raiders. Elven merchant vessels began to disappear. The few survivors spoke of brutal attacks from ships bearing strange emblems and hulls cutting the waves like hungry beasts.
	At first, the elves dismissed them as little more than brigands. Then, as the attacks increased, and they lost all the more precious cargo, they were forced to see them as a real threat. When losses became too great to ignore, elven pride demanded a response. Warships were assigned as escorts to the elven trading convoys, but even then, the raiders continued to strike, often in larger numbers. The trade routes were simply too long and too exposed to protect in full. It became clear that if the elves wanted to secure Eldland’s wealth, they would need a colony port for it. A place where ships could resupply and fleets could assemble.		At first, the elves dismissed them as little more than brigands. Then, as the attacks increased, and they lost all the more precious cargo, they were forced to see them as a real threat. When losses became too great to ignore, elven pride demanded a response. Warships were assigned as escorts to the elven trading convoys, but even then, the raiders continued to strike, often in larger numbers. The trade routes were simply too long and too exposed to protect in full. It became clear that if the elves wanted to secure Eldland’s wealth, they would need a colony port for it. A place where ships could resupply and fleets could assemble.

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	[[File:ElvenShip.png\|An Aevor merchant vessel leaving Talmyria for the newly established port colony of Cal Eryndor.\|right\|frameless]]		[[File:ElvenShip.png\|An Aevor merchant vessel leaving Talmyria for the newly established port colony of Cal Eryndor.\|right\|frameless\|313x313px]]
	By the age of the great-grandsires, elven fleets no longer kept to familiar waters. They began reaching distant coasts and Eldland once more. Reports spoke of the continent’s wealth in timber, metals, and harvests. Merchant ships tested the routes while carrying fruit, oils, and crafted goods. For a time, trade was easy profit. The kingdoms of Eldland were eager to exchange their gold and goods for elven luxuries. But word spread quickly along the coasts. Refugees, smugglers, and outlaws of the southern lands soon turned their attention to the “golden ships.” They were natural seafarers, skilled but lawless, and over time their small bands grew into fleets of raiders. Elven merchant vessels began to disappear. The few survivors spoke of brutal attacks from ships bearing strange emblems and hulls cutting the waves like hungry beasts.		By the age of the great-grandsires, elven fleets no longer kept to familiar waters. They began reaching distant coasts and Eldland once more. Reports spoke of the continent’s wealth in timber, metals, and harvests. Merchant ships tested the routes while carrying fruit, oils, and crafted goods. For a time, trade was easy profit. The kingdoms of Eldland were eager to exchange their gold and goods for elven luxuries. But word spread quickly along the coasts. Refugees, smugglers, and outlaws of the southern lands soon turned their attention to the “golden ships.” They were natural seafarers, skilled but lawless, and over time their small bands grew into fleets of raiders. Elven merchant vessels began to disappear. The few survivors spoke of brutal attacks from ships bearing strange emblems and hulls cutting the waves like hungry beasts.
	At first, the elves dismissed them as little more than brigands. Then, as the attacks increased, and they lost all the more precious cargo, they were forced to see them as a real threat. When losses became too great to ignore, elven pride demanded a response. Warships were assigned as escorts to the elven trading convoys, but even then, the raiders continued to strike, often in larger numbers. The trade routes were simply too long and too exposed to protect in full. It became clear that if the elves wanted to secure Eldland’s wealth, they would need a colony port for it. A place where ships could resupply and fleets could assemble.		At first, the elves dismissed them as little more than brigands. Then, as the attacks increased, and they lost all the more precious cargo, they were forced to see them as a real threat. When losses became too great to ignore, elven pride demanded a response. Warships were assigned as escorts to the elven trading convoys, but even then, the raiders continued to strike, often in larger numbers. The trade routes were simply too long and too exposed to protect in full. It became clear that if the elves wanted to secure Eldland’s wealth, they would need a colony port for it. A place where ships could resupply and fleets could assemble.

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	[[File:ElvenShip.png~~\|thumb\|style="background:#e6dcc1;~~\|An Aevor merchant vessel leaving Talmyria for the newly established port colony of Cal Eryndor.]]		[[File:ElvenShip.png\|An Aevor merchant vessel leaving Talmyria for the newly established port colony of Cal Eryndor.\|right\|frameless]]
	By the age of the great-grandsires, elven fleets no longer kept to familiar waters. They began reaching distant coasts and Eldland once more. Reports spoke of the continent’s wealth in timber, metals, and harvests. Merchant ships tested the routes while carrying fruit, oils, and crafted goods. For a time, trade was easy profit. The kingdoms of Eldland were eager to exchange their gold and goods for elven luxuries. But word spread quickly along the coasts. Refugees, smugglers, and outlaws of the southern lands soon turned their attention to the “golden ships.” They were natural seafarers, skilled but lawless, and over time their small bands grew into fleets of raiders. Elven merchant vessels began to disappear. The few survivors spoke of brutal attacks from ships bearing strange emblems and hulls cutting the waves like hungry beasts.		By the age of the great-grandsires, elven fleets no longer kept to familiar waters. They began reaching distant coasts and Eldland once more. Reports spoke of the continent’s wealth in timber, metals, and harvests. Merchant ships tested the routes while carrying fruit, oils, and crafted goods. For a time, trade was easy profit. The kingdoms of Eldland were eager to exchange their gold and goods for elven luxuries. But word spread quickly along the coasts. Refugees, smugglers, and outlaws of the southern lands soon turned their attention to the “golden ships.” They were natural seafarers, skilled but lawless, and over time their small bands grew into fleets of raiders. Elven merchant vessels began to disappear. The few survivors spoke of brutal attacks from ships bearing strange emblems and hulls cutting the waves like hungry beasts.
	At first, the elves dismissed them as little more than brigands. Then, as the attacks increased, and they lost all the more precious cargo, they were forced to see them as a real threat. When losses became too great to ignore, elven pride demanded a response. Warships were assigned as escorts to the elven trading convoys, but even then, the raiders continued to strike, often in larger numbers. The trade routes were simply too long and too exposed to protect in full. It became clear that if the elves wanted to secure Eldland’s wealth, they would need a colony port for it. A place where ships could resupply and fleets could assemble.		At first, the elves dismissed them as little more than brigands. Then, as the attacks increased, and they lost all the more precious cargo, they were forced to see them as a real threat. When losses became too great to ignore, elven pride demanded a response. Warships were assigned as escorts to the elven trading convoys, but even then, the raiders continued to strike, often in larger numbers. The trade routes were simply too long and too exposed to protect in full. It became clear that if the elves wanted to secure Eldland’s wealth, they would need a colony port for it. A place where ships could resupply and fleets could assemble.

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	[[File:ElvenShip.png\|thumb\|An Aevor merchant vessel leaving Talmyria for the newly established port colony of Cal Eryndor.]]		[[File:ElvenShip.png\|thumb\|style="background:#e6dcc1;\|An Aevor merchant vessel leaving Talmyria for the newly established port colony of Cal Eryndor.]]
	By the age of the great-grandsires, elven fleets no longer kept to familiar waters. They began reaching distant coasts and Eldland once more. Reports spoke of the continent’s wealth in timber, metals, and harvests. Merchant ships tested the routes while carrying fruit, oils, and crafted goods. For a time, trade was easy profit. The kingdoms of Eldland were eager to exchange their gold and goods for elven luxuries. But word spread quickly along the coasts. Refugees, smugglers, and outlaws of the southern lands soon turned their attention to the “golden ships.” They were natural seafarers, skilled but lawless, and over time their small bands grew into fleets of raiders. Elven merchant vessels began to disappear. The few survivors spoke of brutal attacks from ships bearing strange emblems and hulls cutting the waves like hungry beasts.		By the age of the great-grandsires, elven fleets no longer kept to familiar waters. They began reaching distant coasts and Eldland once more. Reports spoke of the continent’s wealth in timber, metals, and harvests. Merchant ships tested the routes while carrying fruit, oils, and crafted goods. For a time, trade was easy profit. The kingdoms of Eldland were eager to exchange their gold and goods for elven luxuries. But word spread quickly along the coasts. Refugees, smugglers, and outlaws of the southern lands soon turned their attention to the “golden ships.” They were natural seafarers, skilled but lawless, and over time their small bands grew into fleets of raiders. Elven merchant vessels began to disappear. The few survivors spoke of brutal attacks from ships bearing strange emblems and hulls cutting the waves like hungry beasts.
	At first, the elves dismissed them as little more than brigands. Then, as the attacks increased, and they lost all the more precious cargo, they were forced to see them as a real threat. When losses became too great to ignore, elven pride demanded a response. Warships were assigned as escorts to the elven trading convoys, but even then, the raiders continued to strike, often in larger numbers. The trade routes were simply too long and too exposed to protect in full. It became clear that if the elves wanted to secure Eldland’s wealth, they would need a colony port for it. A place where ships could resupply and fleets could assemble.		At first, the elves dismissed them as little more than brigands. Then, as the attacks increased, and they lost all the more precious cargo, they were forced to see them as a real threat. When losses became too great to ignore, elven pride demanded a response. Warships were assigned as escorts to the elven trading convoys, but even then, the raiders continued to strike, often in larger numbers. The trade routes were simply too long and too exposed to protect in full. It became clear that if the elves wanted to secure Eldland’s wealth, they would need a colony port for it. A place where ships could resupply and fleets could assemble.

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History

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			[[File:ElvenShip.png\|thumb\|An Aevor merchant vessel leaving Talmyria for the newly established port colony of Cal Eryndor.]]
	By the age of the great-grandsires, elven fleets no longer kept to familiar waters. They began reaching distant coasts and Eldland once more. Reports spoke of the continent’s wealth in timber, metals, and harvests. Merchant ships tested the routes while carrying fruit, oils, and crafted goods. For a time, trade was easy profit. The kingdoms of Eldland were eager to exchange their gold and goods for elven luxuries. But word spread quickly along the coasts. Refugees, smugglers, and outlaws of the southern lands soon turned their attention to the “golden ships.” They were natural seafarers, skilled but lawless, and over time their small bands grew into fleets of raiders. Elven merchant vessels began to disappear. The few survivors spoke of brutal attacks from ships bearing strange emblems and hulls cutting the waves like hungry beasts.		By the age of the great-grandsires, elven fleets no longer kept to familiar waters. They began reaching distant coasts and Eldland once more. Reports spoke of the continent’s wealth in timber, metals, and harvests. Merchant ships tested the routes while carrying fruit, oils, and crafted goods. For a time, trade was easy profit. The kingdoms of Eldland were eager to exchange their gold and goods for elven luxuries. But word spread quickly along the coasts. Refugees, smugglers, and outlaws of the southern lands soon turned their attention to the “golden ships.” They were natural seafarers, skilled but lawless, and over time their small bands grew into fleets of raiders. Elven merchant vessels began to disappear. The few survivors spoke of brutal attacks from ships bearing strange emblems and hulls cutting the waves like hungry beasts.
	At first, the elves dismissed them as little more than brigands. Then, as the attacks increased, and they lost all the more precious cargo, they were forced to see them as a real threat. When losses became too great to ignore, elven pride demanded a response. Warships were assigned as escorts to the elven trading convoys, but even then, the raiders continued to strike, often in larger numbers. The trade routes were simply too long and too exposed to protect in full. It became clear that if the elves wanted to secure Eldland’s wealth, they would need a colony port for it. A place where ships could resupply and fleets could assemble.		At first, the elves dismissed them as little more than brigands. Then, as the attacks increased, and they lost all the more precious cargo, they were forced to see them as a real threat. When losses became too great to ignore, elven pride demanded a response. Warships were assigned as escorts to the elven trading convoys, but even then, the raiders continued to strike, often in larger numbers. The trade routes were simply too long and too exposed to protect in full. It became clear that if the elves wanted to secure Eldland’s wealth, they would need a colony port for it. A place where ships could resupply and fleets could assemble.

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 ==Laws & Judicial Systems==
 The elves of Cal Eryndor follow a strict set of laws provided to them by the court of the Tirnor. These fundamentals were not merely laws of the land to be enforced everywhere the elves of Talmyria go; they are the conditions for the colony’s existence. These laws cannot be ignored, nor can they be changed without explicit permission from the Tirnor. For the punishment of breaking these laws, if found out, is death without question for any who questions the will and wisdom of the Tirnor cannot be trusted to uphold his order. There are, however, many freedoms for colonial citizens as well, a draw for many to come on these voyages to unknown lands to begin with. The colonial council may shape the local law it sees fit, in addition to the fundamentals. A freedom granted by request of Western settlers many moons ago, to better reflect the local situation and be able to act on it effectively. Additionally, priests of the temple may also enforce religious laws on grounds they control. A freedom granted by Tirnor Rhaedon after he completed his unification. A token of gratitude for granting him his title and their support throughout the process of unifying the realm. This effectively makes every temple or other religious complex an independent micro-state. Only recognizing the fundamental laws outside of their own. Local lawmakers and rulers, therefore, hold no power within these places. A reality they despise, but can do nothing about, for none question the rule of the great Tirnor openly.
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+Cal Eryndor lies on the furthest eastern frontier of the nation of Talmyria. It is a freshly established colony embroiled in close to a century of near-constant conflict. A by many considered cursed land, doomed to end up like the many failed colonial projects of the far north. By many others, however, it is considered an opportunity instead. The many patrons of this eastern project, driven by a will and ravaging hunger to reclaim a piece of their long-lost glory and history that has been soiled over by younger civilizations and has had its memory trampled by the passing of time, are offering their project up to those willing to bring their brilliance to the lands to ensure that this time, elfkind will endure. The patrons pay generously, and thus, the full might of elven arcane and engineering prowess builds up rapidly on the small island shore town of Ren Tolaris.
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