Appendix 1, The Great Elven Rift
When Eli first created the Elves, he bestowed in them their love for
nature and a pure goodness in their hearts. Eli's fellow Immortal, Loth,
could not create a sentient race on her own. Everything she attempted turned
on itself, as evil tends to do. As the Elven people were already established
and thriving, Loth believed (and rightly so) that she could lure some of them
away, and have them do her bidding.
With the Elven people, the females tended to be dominated by the
stronger males. Although it was not a suffocating domination, it was there
nonetheless. The males hunted and ran through the forests, while the females
did most of the work in their villages. Loth saw this small flaw as a means
to get what she wanted.
While in Elven form, she approached a large group of some of the unhappy
females. After gaining their confidence, she convinced them that female
Elves were meant to rule, not the males. Showing great feats of dark magic,
her story was quite convincing. At this time, the males of the village were
away on a hunting expidition, one that took them far to the south. This
group of females, later to be known as the Dark Matriarchs, followed Loth
to a large cave that was approximately one hundred miles from their village.
They numbered 44. Forty-four Elven females who would change the world's
racial balance.
After the group left the village, only about 1200 Elves were left.
Of that 1200, about half were females, the rest were children and young
males who could not hunt, and older males who were protecting the village.
The leader of the village, Menlotoriu, was away with hunting party. When
the absent females were noticed to indeed be gone, the elder males in the
village decided to wait until their leader returned before setting on any
course of action, as they had no clue to what happened.
During their stay in the large cave that Loth led them to, they learned
how to cast magical spells of the darkest magiks. They prayed to the dark
Goddess, not knowing that she was residing in the same cave. The females
began worshipping all types of spiders, as the dark Goddess had decreed that
they be sacred. The females became terribly powerful, casting magic spells
that no mortal had yet to witness.
About two months after the corrupted females left, Menlotoriu and the
rest of the hunting party returned. They were not greeted with cheers, usual
with the returning of a successful hunting trip, but with whispers and
worried looks. Quickly taking charge, Menlotoriu assembled 200 of his
finest warriors and struck out, tracking the rogue females to their cave. In
his absence, Menlotoriu left his brother, Roheniu, in charge.
When they were perhaps five miles from the cave, the Menlotoriu's group
noticed that the temperature had risen significantly. Moving on, they
approached the cave. However, they assumed, errantly, that the females were
just lost or something inane like that. They had no idea what was really
transpiring.
The group of females, all dressed in black, as decreed by their dark
Goddess, watched the approaching group with an almost incomprehensible glee.
However, they quickly realized that their newfound friend, the Elven-Loth,
had vanished. They panicked a bit, but were still determined to not let
the incoming group overwhelm them.
The acknowledged leader of the females, a diminutive elven maiden named
Kiryua Sandrax, walked out to meet Menlotoriu and his fellows. Needless to
say, Menlotoriu was severly surprised to see Kiryua. She ordered him to
kneel in front of her and pay homage to Loth. He of course refused. She
then summoned a deadly 'Widow Kiss' spell, granted to her from Loth, and
blew the 'kiss' into Menlotoriu's face. After about two minutes of screaming
and tearing at his skin, Menlotoriu died in agony. The other males, shocked
at the casting of the spell, now exploded into movement, attacking Kiryua and
all of the other females who had gathered behind her. The battle,
mercifully, was very short. At the bitter end, only 1/2 of the males were
left alive, and suprisingly to the males, none of the females had died. They
were totally unprepared for Loth's fury. The females ordered the beaten males
to build a large fire, then to burn their slain comrades.
After the slaughter, the females led their new slaves away from the
area, stopping after about two hundred miles. The male slaves were ordered
to build large abodes, one for each of the females. Each female picked two
males and had them attend to them personally. There they lived for many
years, practicing their dark magiks, hidden from the other races.
When the warrior party did not return to the Elven village, Roheniu
himself took about thirty fighters and went looking for them. He found the
site of the slaughter, but could not track the survivors. It was if some-
one or something had effectivly covered up their escape. He returned to
the village, heart-broken and full of questions.