Shë Yösaoi – The Sylphs

Well now, it has been a long time since I last made an installment in this series…essence page for sylphs

Shë Yösaoi. The Masters of the Air and Winds. Second-born of the tribes of Ithelak. Ancient in lore and thought. Lost from the middle spheres of the world for centuries and millenniums. Remembered only for their last great act: their treachery in the Great War.

The second-born of the race of creatures that God created to call His children, were twins one of another. They were white in flesh and hair, and their eyes were a clear blue like that of the edge of a white cloud mirroring the sky. Their joyful voices and laughter cheered all who heard them, and they made many childish songs that are now regarded as supreme works of genius and art. Their names were Aoæma and Omiei.

They grew rapidly, and soon outstripped Ëlwëth in height and in prowess in climbing, for they always loved the high places. They often climbed together in the mountains and trees, rejoicing in the feel of the wind in their light hair and on their limbs.

Gradually as they grew older, they came to love each other in more than just friendship and siblinghood. At last in their maturity they were wed to each other, and loved each other yet the more.

When the time came for the gifts of God to be given to the tribes, they were blessed very greatly to their liking. They were given great ability in song and speech, and in the powers of the Aurein, such that they were able to lift themselves up into the air and climb to great heights unreachable before. They were also enabled to command the air to form itself into an invisible solid at their bidding and design, either by will or by song. They used this to build great bridges and stairs in the mountains that opened up great regions to others not as agile and able as them. They were also gifted with a keenness of sensitivity to the weather, and were able to predict what would soon occur with ease.

When the rebellion took place, they shrunk from combat, and hid in the mountains, but were seduced by the Dwarves in the end to the side of darkness, and were broken in the ensuing war. After the Deluge, they retreated to their fastnesses in the mountains and came rarely to the middle sphere of the world, preferring to live in liberty from the confines of society.

When the Great War came, they withdrew even farther, not daring to make any appearance lest they became involved. But even they could not avoid it in the end, and they joined the Elves on the request of the Zidain, the Wizards. But soon after they engaged in the battle and won great victories for the right side, they fell away and tried to set up their own empire, and were tricked by the Men into aiding the cause of darkness, though they knew it not. They became hated for this, and for breaking their oath to help in the war, and they fled to the mountains, leaving little trace of their involvement, except in legend.

They dwindled gradually to weakness, even in their own heights. But they remained pure from mingling the longest, and thus maintained their power, and became known as hermit magicians who hated people and cast trapping spells on unwary explorers of the mountains. But these were rarely true, and they liked most to live in simplicity and peace on their mountains, tending their cattle and living with the wind and their voices.

This is a long-awaited article on the 5th of my 7 tribes in Ithelak, my world. I am not sure when the next will come out, but I hope it won’t take as long as this to write. 🙂 If you want to read the rest of the series, follow this link:

Let me know what you think! And feel more than free to ask questions. I love to talk about my world. 😀


World History Fractalling System

History Fractalling System Mind Map


World History is one of the most important things that needs to be fractalled out in your fantasy world. Without it, your world will be disconnected, and it will not have the overarching continuity that is necessary for the development of your other facets. World History gives you a framework from off of which you can build the histories of your races, nations, and cities. Without that framework, you end up with a messy hodge podge. World History can be called the backbone of your world. So, here we go to develop it for you.

There are three main components to your world’s history: Pivotal events, Ages, and Empires (not the video game).


These are things that happen once, and never happen again. They occur, and the whole world is dramatically different because of it. They are generally divine in nature, or are connected to the unfolding of God’s plan for the world in some key way. They are the undergirding events that shape your world. They cannot be left unconsidered.

Earth had seven particular events like this. Your world need not necessarily have them all, but each needs to be carefully considered for inclusion. If you don’t include one, there needs to be a jolly good reason why not. Period. The same goes for additional events that did not occur on Earth. These are alright, and they are somewhat advisable. Especially if you have a very good cobha. You need to consider these, though, and figure out why they did not happen on Earth.

Here are the seven C’s of Earth’s history: Creation, Corruption, Catastrophe, Confusion, Christ, Cross, & Consummation (thanks to AIG for that alliteration). If you are not familiar with them, you need to read your Bible more, definitely. Take each of them and figure out if they are in your world. If they are, how are they different? What events shaped them to be different from ours? How were the people involved different? And especially, how does the cobha of your world affect it?


Every World History worth anything has ages. These put a very artistic and dramatic sound to dates (‘In the Fourth Age of the world, in the Second Year of my reign, my court jester tripped and spilled soup on my royal personage.’), but more than that, they give a realistic and helpful organization to your world. These can almost be seen as stages between great events, because great events usually mark the beginning and end of the great ages. But these events are not limited to the global ones above. And sometimes there are several different views on which ages were when in different parts of a world. So they are definitely not static, or absolute. You can have one race with five ages, another with three, and so on.

But in any case you need to look at these different kinds of ages to get some inspiration at the least.

Beginning Ages: are defined by being at the beginning of the world. These sorts of ages are dramatically different from the others in many ways, simply because they have no history at all. The world is fresh, and in mint condition. There are very few affects of any curse as of yet (generally speaking, of course, your cobha might be different).

Foundational Ages: are defined by being at the beginning of the world that lasted and became the world that mostly everything happens in, and are therefore foundational to it. Basically, the first age after the Catastrophe.

Imperial Ages: are defined by having many, large world powers one after the other. Sometimes there is one age per empire. But basically they are defined by having the whole world under one thumb at one time.

Growth/Industrial Ages: are generally left out of fantasy pictures, but they are there all the same to be considered. These ages are defined by the predominant technology at any one time. They are harder to develop because this is when technology takes on a new life and things change rapidly. Technologies are very variable, and can be implemented in a huge variety of forms (which is why these ages are so hard to develop).

End Ages: are when the world is coming to an end. Of course there is much debate about these sorts, even in our world (maybe especially in our world). So, basically, you can do what makes the most sense with your history and your cobha.

Dark Ages: are not nice to live in, but are fun to write about. Very simple.

Golden Ages: are nice to live in, but boring to write about. Very interesting.


Empires define a lot in your world. Especially in the time periods that most fantasy stories are written in. Empires affect all the rest of your history, and you can’t easily insert them after everything else is already figured out. So figure them out early.

There are several different aspects of any one empire that can be considered and fractalled out. Here is our list:

Period: when does the empire exist? How long does it last? What other events occur during its life span?

Manner: what type of empire is it? What is its governing system? Who are its leaders? Is it a good or an evil empire? What does it do while it is in power? What areas of life does it presume to control?

Reach: what parts of your world does it reign over? How big is it? Where are its borders, and why do they only go that far?

Evolution: how does it change over time? What are the fluctuations of its borders? Does it start good and end bad? What happens in the middle? Does its manner change?

Rise: focus on its beginning. How did it become an empire? Why did it achieve that level of power? Who led it to that place? Why didn’t the other nations prevent it? What was its advantage? What was its goal? How did the squirrels feel about it?

Fall: focus on its grisly fall. These are generally rather interesting. What made it change that made it lose its equilibrium? What overthrew it? Why did they let it? How was it corrupted? How did it affect the other nations when it fell? What did they do afterwards? What changes occurred to the people?

There you go. The three main parts of a World History, and some helpful questions that should get you started. Remember, look for the reasons why things happen, and for how they affect everything else. These are the most important things to remember and focus on.

Hope this helps! Be sure to be creative, and let me know how it works out! Any questions or suggestions are also welcome.

With joy and peace in Christ,

Jay Lauser aka Sir Emeth Mimetes

It is Well with My Soul

Fire and water. Fire and water and illness. Horatio G. Spafford stood by the rail of the ship and looked down into the the lightly flowing waters of the Atlantic, thinking slowly of what he did not like to think of. His only son, when only four years old, had died from scarlet fever only a couple of years before. A year later, Horatio, his wife, and his four daughters had faced financial ruin when the Chicago fire wiped out several very heavy investments that he had made. Two years later, Horatio was in New York ready to go on a vacation. Being detained, he sent on his wife and children across the Atlantic to Europe. Nine days later, he found out by telegram that all but his wife had perished from a collision with another ship. Water had claimed his daughters, fire his wealth, and illness his son.

Now, as he stood on the deck of the ship that was bearing him to go to his wife in England, he was told that the ship was very near to where his daughters had gone down. It was standing there, looking down in the face of that which stole his dearest possessions, that the Holy Spirit’s calm spoke into his heart and overflowed out into words that have stirred the hearts of many Christians since with a passion for God’s transcendent peace.

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

What does this song, born out of true nearness to God in the face of tragedy, speak to us? Summed up in this beautiful hymn is the message of the book of Job. The passion with which Horatio proclaimed the goodness of God in the face of deprivation was founded in a clear understanding of what God had to offer him, and what He had already given to him.

God’s blessings to us are transcendent: they are not dependent upon worldly circumstances. His salvation is true to us, a mighty rock no matter what ill betide. His coming is sure, and without doubt. Nothing that rages against us can shake His mighty love for us, nor can it still His passionate mercy by which we draw every breath we take. God is great in our trials; He rules and reigns and does what is good; and allows us to partake of His righteous peace that passes all understanding.

But for us to partake of the eternal security of His might, we must set our affections upon Him. Without us yielding to His assurances that He is worthy, we cannot be secure from fear and trouble in our hearts. We cannot retain our treasures on earth, and still have heavenly peace! Is salvation and sanctification and God’s eternal and infinite glory and pleasurable joy your treasure? Do you love Him more than houses or wealth or children or family? Horatio G. Spafford did in the face of the loss of all those things, and we need to learn from him.

With joy and peace in Christ,

Jay Lauser

Why Politics?


This is an article that I posted in my forum, Liberty’s Light. I pray that it will be able to have an impact here as well.

What is important about a biblical nation?

When David saw the blasphemies of Goliath and announced his intention to fight him, he was confronted with incredulity and assertions that it was impossible. His response echoes through time. Instead of defending the “possibility” of his intention, for he knew that it was impossible, he cried out “Is there not a cause?” That was what his focus was on, for he knew that if there was a cause, there was a way in the Lord of Hosts. And now, looking at the state of the world today, I say, “Is there not a cause?” And there is a cause. When the light of liberty is dying, and those who profess to be of the bride of Christ are aiding and abetting its death by its silence, I say there is a cause. When the lies that say that the Word of God is unable to touch the very institutions that God founded, church, family, and government holds the main sway of influence in the world, I say there is a cause. When those who profess to be God’s children refuse to obey the clear commands of Scripture and stand on the inerrant nature and trustworthiness of the Word of God from its very first verse to its last in every area of life, including government, and thereby blaspheme the name of God, I say that there is a cause for us to rise up and give glory to God again. If we strive to make it known that God did institute government, and that He does have a plan for how it ought to work: that nations ought to be based utterly on the fact that government is an institution of God and not of men; that they must be free of modern sophistry and devilish philosophies; that they must do exactly what God made it to do and nothing else, then the glory of God will shine around the world and into the marches of unborn generations. Is it anything less than our duty to stand for the preservation and protection of the liberty that God loves and died for? The light of liberty must shine again!

What fundamental purpose do you have in relation to discussing a biblical nation?

For the last couple of years I have been struggling for freedom from a bondage to lust. I am now walking in victory by the grace of Christ, but it was not always that way. Up until my seventeenth birthday or thereabouts, I was a slave to rebellious pride. It took a mighty humbling by God for me to listen to the truths of Scripture and apply their life-giving principles to my life. In the process I dedicated my life to the helping of other young men to find liberty from lust, as well as other things. I discovered that political liberty is the same as righteous liberty, and I realized that my lifelong dream of starting a nation was actually included within the promise that I had made to God: and it was no idle promise. God has commanded us to be righteous, and I see no nation in this world that does not greatly choke out the liberty of God’s servants to do so. America used to be a nation that defended God’s liberty with blood and toil on its own and other nation’s soils, but it is no longer, and comfort and apathy have killed the well of its own liberty. Modern governments are a mockery of what God intended them to be, and I believe that it is the time to try changing that, or die trying (seriously: Christ Himself died to bring us liberty, how can we say that it is not a worthy cause to die for?). Even if I and the people who will help me don’t succeed, the effort, if it is a valiant one, will echo through the future and around the world to the glory of God. No matter what progress we make, if we stay on target, the world will be changed for the better. If every generation had fought for the cause of liberty as if they were starting a nation strictly based off of biblical principles, America would not be in the mess it is today. But the battle is the Lord’s, not ours, and so we can work knowing that He is on our side.

What methods do you consider important to implement for the furthering of that purpose?

A righteous banding together of believers of one mind who truly desire the furtherance of liberty, and thereby the gospel. The only way that any form of government can function efficiently is for the populace to be righteous. And so collaboration and banding together of biblically minded men and women of God is the most crucial aspect of any effort to defend liberty. Hence this forum: a very small, weak thing, but one which I hope will spark greater things.

What exact results do you look to see that will fulfill your purpose?

One thing that I realized is that the culture, economy, and society of a nation is entirely determined by the religion of the populace, the form of government, and any factors that affect the things that they need to do to survive. Such as, if there is no arable land, and there is plenty of fish, the government does not have to legislate that everybody fishes: the people will do it automatically. If it is cold, they will wear clothing that will reflect that (unless the government is extremely oppressive and they cannot afford it, in which case that would reflect the form of government). If the government does the grants and welfare, nobody else will be able to compete with it because the government is force. If the government does all the utilities, no one else will be able to, and if the government does not, a private organization must, even without being told to by the government: there is no other option. The point is that people are used to seeing governments doing certain things, and they don’t realize that the reason why private organizations are not able to do them right now is because the government is stopping them by doing them itself. So I envisage a government in which nothing is done by it except for what the Lord instituted it to do, totally relying on His wisdom, and not man’s.

Do we have the faith to stand against the world’s expectations? What are your thoughts?

With joy and peace in Christ,
Jay Lauser

RU Essay 1: My Testimony


Reformer’s Unanimous is a faith-based addictions program. It does not focus on self-improvement, but on the vanquishing of self by yielding to the meekness of Christ. It does not focus on conformation to a behavior pattern, but on inner transformation into the image of Christ. It does not define addictions as an undesirable habit maintained by a disease, but as a bondage to sin. It is Christ-centered and Biblically-based. I have been going to their meetings for about a month now, and I have found it to be a source of renewed life into my spiritual walk with God. The accountability is good, and the challenges are well-designed. I am almost done with my second workbook, and eager to be on to the next.

Three of this workbook’s challenges were essay assignments. They were all 100 words or more, and they each had good subjects: my testimony, Romans 6, and Romans 8. I saw those and decided that they would make for a great blog post. But they ended up being longer than I expected (much longer than 100 words), and so they will come in three installments.

My Testimony

I thought for well over a decade that I got saved at age seven. But the honest truth of the matter is that I was very unsaved, just as unsaved as Gamaliel. A few months after my sixteenth birthday I made the biggest decision of my life up to that point: and it truly was very momentous. I decided that God might be right that seeking righteousness might actually be better in the long run than giving utterly over to sin. That was my biggest and most important decision of a spiritual nature that far in my life. It made this difference: I still struggled every once in a while against my sin, all the time by my own fleshly strength.

It is because of this episode that I am most thankful for my parents’ and my own belief in the Bible’s teachings on Creation. It was my intellectual belief in God’s miraculous creation that saved me from deciding to utterly destroy my life. Even though my heart was not right in God’s Way, my mind was filled with His Truth. My heart was rebellious, but it was my head knowledge that saved me in the end. That is one of the reasons that I get mad when evangelists bash intellectual teachings on Biblical science, creation apologetics, and intellectually discussing your faith with the lost. God uses many ways to reach the lost: each way acts differently, each way affects lives differently, and each way reaches different people at different places in their lives. Some need to focus on reaping those already prepared in their hearts (like Ray Comfort), others need to focus on being godly examples (even without giving a four-point gospel presentation at every turn), and still others need to debate their faith logically and scientifically, showing and proving the reliability and solidity of our faith (like Answers in Genesis).

It was about a year after that that my secret sin was disclosed, and my facade of respectability crashed down. All my close family and most of my friends found out that I was a pervert and living in sin. I was crushed, and my life seemed doomed. The threat of the law was over me, ready to destroy my life utterly beyond human recall. I was crushed by worldly sorrow, but God in His everlasting mercy taught me to have godly sorrow, which works repentance. That repentance was salvation, true, full, and sweet.

I had decided (from good counsel) to redo my whole mindset. I began to erase my presuppositions and preferences. I tried to base my thinking off of the Bible utterly. I began to remember and embrace my parents’ teachings. I went to a boys home for troubled teens in Tennessee. They did a good job, and they had a great heart. I did well, but that was utterly because I had begun to focus on trying to learn and be submissive, based on my parent’s prior teaching. I had rejected their teaching before, and now the Lord was mercifully giving me the grace to remember them. I was a good encouragement to them, but in my baby faith, and in my inexperience in walking with God, I soon fell into pride and failure. Thus was proved 1 Tim. 3:6 in my life: “…not a novice, lest being lifted up with pride he fall into the condemnation of the devil.” I began to sin more and more, until I found myself, after I left the school, back in bondage, though not as bad as before I was saved.

I sought the Lord, and He provided the opportunity to learn from Pure Life Ministries. They led me to the victory that is in Jesus Christ. I am now seeking Him more and more, and although I have thrown many roadblocks in my own path, God has helped me all the way. I am ever more thankful to Him for His mercy and grace. He continually shows me exactly what I need to lead me on to the next step in my walk.

With joy and peace in Christ,

Jay Lauser

What Do You Want?

Jeremiah 2:12-13 Be astonished, O ye heavens, at this, and be horribly afraid, be ye very desolate, saith the LORD.

13 For my people have committed two evils; they have forsaken me the fountain of living waters, [and] hewed them out cisterns, broken cisterns, that can hold no water.


What do you want? What is it that you would spend hours every day seeking for and working for? What one thing drives your life on from day to day, from week to week, from month to month, and even from year to year? What passion permeates your every decision, what drive goads your every action, what desire motivates your every thought, what belief conforms your lifestyle? How often have you thought about what you are doing, about what you have done, and about what you will do? How deep do your thoughts go before you say, Enough, I am no philosopher? How much of your life do you intend to waste before you consider that your life is but a vapor, not because you know not when it will vanish away, but because it always will. Have you contemplated the vastness of eternity, and that it is hinged upon our actions here? Has that thought sunk into your mind, only to stop at your heart, refused entrance? Will you refuse to hearken to the voice of wisdom crying without, pleading and begging with you to stop, consider your ways, and seek the right way? Do you even care about anything other than your self? Can you see far enough to find out?

Every man is ruled by his choices. His choices are ruled by his thoughts. His thoughts are ruled by where he spends his time. Where he spends his time is ruled by where his priorities are. His priorities are ruled by his values. Where are your values? In them lies your future: your life. Can you say that you care not enough to think long enough to ponder wherein you have bestowed your heart? What brings you exultation and joy? What is important enough to you to grieve about, to bring you sorrow of heart, and to wring your soul to its depths? Ask those questions, and study them: this world depends upon your answer!

There is a spirit that walks this earth, and it has a name: Apathy. It is hideous to those who can see it: shrouded in a sleepy mist it cloaks its actions and words of sophistry; its tentacles coil round its prey, softly crushing their life while promising them pleasure. There is a generation that lives today, and its god is Apathy. That generation seeks it out, defends it, and sacrifices their lives to it with melancholy glee. That generation will hear no words against it, and devotes every energy and passion to satiate its thirst for their lives. That is this generation: mine, and yours. We are the deceived; the prey wrapped in coils of pleasure.

This world is made up of successive generations, each molding history to its actions. The last many generations have each one taken several steps towards darkness: and it is growing in power therefore. Without this generation taking up the baton of light and changing direction, the world will be overwhelmed in darkness. It is a choice of each young man and woman to think deeply about wherein they have reposed their trust, their desires, and their time. It is a time in which we must all decide, and make that decision shake the world. We do not have room for slackers, and we do not have time to wait. This world needs to hear us shout with our voices and actions!

Again, what do you want? What is worthy of your desire, your passion, your life? There is only one, and that is God. Do you devote yourself to seeking Him, do you beg Him every morning, noon, and night to reveal Himself to you, to lead you in His Way, to awaken in you a passion for Him? Have you cried out to Him for help? Have you asked Him earnestly, and with tears, to show you where you are weak and to convict and crush your heart? Have you hunted in His Word for Life and Light for your way? Do you desire His Holiness to shine forth in you, through your weakness, through your failings, through your flesh? Does all your life hinge upon His desire and His glory? Do you want it to? For if you do, you would ask for it to, and you would seek for it to. And God would make it so: for He is faithful and true to give you what you ask as it is after His will. And that is His will!

What do you want? Do you want pleasure? Or do you want God? Or is that the question? It is not. God is pleasure. Pleasure is not god, but God is pleasure. Within the presence of God lies pleasure, peace, and joy everlasting beyond your imaginings. How dare you say that this world, your flesh, and the devil can offer you something that is better for you than what God desires for you? God wants the absolute best for you, and He offers you Himself: will you take Him? Will you seek Him? Will you devote yourself to Him? Do you dare not?

With joy, peace, love, prayer, and passion in Christ,

Jay Lauser

Shë Tauësoi — Elves


Shë Tauësoi — Elves

The First Born of the Seven Tribes of Ithelak.

In the fifth year of the world, the first child was born: a boy. He was fair skinned, golden haired, and his blue eyes shone like bits of the sky mingled with the stars reflected in a summer pool. His father and mother, the First-Born, the created of God, named him Ëlwëth. Four more children were born to his parents, each dissimilar to him. First were born twins, a boy and a girl, who were very much alike. Their skin was pale and their hair was white; their eyes so light a gray that they seemed to contain but wisps of cloud. They grew taller then Ëlwëth very quickly. Then wonder of wonders, there was born a boy so dark that he gleamed in the firelight. His skin was black, like polished stone, and his eyes and hair gleamed with the same metallic luster. Then was born another boy, with skin colored like hardy mahogany. His red hair was a marvel to his darker and lighter brothers and sister alike, and his eyes of brown matched his skin in beauty and color. Finally, when Ëlwëth was six, there was another set of twins born to his mother. The first to come was a little girl, golden haired and blue eyed. She seemed to glow with an inner light of the sun. After her came another girl, as dark as her older brother who was so black. The contrasting twins was a source of delight to them all, but Ëlwëth clave closest to Ëniuël.

When Ëniuël turned twenty, she wed Ëlwëth. By that time seven others had been born, each with characteristics and temperaments dissimilar to all the others but one. Each in their turn they wed, each to that one most like him, as God had intended in their creation.

In the forty-second year of the world the Lord Creator called all the mortals before Him, and spoke to them. He declared that He had chosen their attributes for each of them individually, and that He had a plan for each family. He reminded them of what they had been told by their parents about what He had commanded them in their creation: that the mortals were to rule and reign over Ithelak as His stewards. They were to command and to order it in its growth and development, and to fill it. He told them that to this end He would give each family a blessing, apart from the others, to aid them in their role. These blessings were not to be used to destroy or work against His plan, but were to be used as they were to use their hands in His service to His glory. To each family He gave a special language to be used to keep their family unified and distinct from the others. To each family He gave a unique jurisdiction and a name as well. The family of Ëlwëth He called Elves, and gave to his family the jurisdiction of light and knowledge. This was prophetic of the fact that the Elves would be the only tribe to maintain a remnant who had faith in Him throughout the ages.

This gift enabled them to command light to appear and to disappear, to make it change hue and direction, to absorb and release it, and even to weave it out of the air into a fibrous like material that was light as well as strong, and which retained the hue of the light it was spun from. They learned through time to weave beautiful garments for court or war from this material, and also to crystallize swords and weapons. But they excelled most in the pursuit of knowledge and understanding, and were the first to use a writing system for their language.

But Digaleig, the last boy born of the mortals, whose family had been given the name Dragon, envied the Elves their gift. He was not content with the jurisdiction alloted to him, which was that of heat and flame. And he sought to take the power of the Elves, and in revenge for being refused he stole Ëniuël from Ëlwëth, in hopes of marrying her and bringing the power of the Elves into his line. There was a great battle between him and Ëlwëth, and in desperation and anger, Digaleig slew Ëniuël. For his acts he was banished from the circle and counsel of the First Lords, and he fled with his wife to the mountains, where he brought up his people in hatred.

Later that year, there was another birth. A little girl, similar to Ëniuël in looks, but milder in spirit. She grew up, and Ëlwëth wed her on her twentieth birthday. So it was that God mended the wrong done by Digaleig, but not wholly. For later Digaleig subverted the tribes of Dwarves and Men to side with him in a great rebellion, which laid the world waste. They ruled with destruction for 764 years, until the First War of Liberty began. At the end of the war, when all but fourteen of those faithful to God were slain, they escaped in a boat from a cataclysmic flood that destroyed all of the face of Ithelak. After the Deluge, in 1466, the seven tribes began anew on a changed world.

That is the history of the Elvish creation, and now I will describe themselves more particularly. In appearance they are beautiful and well proportioned, obviously very naturally suited to activity. They have deep golden hair, and a complexion not white, but lightly tanned like to the color of a gem. They are lighter in frame than the Men, Dragons, and Dwarves, shorter than the Sylphs, and taller than both the Naiads and the Sylvans. Their eyes are a deep blue, and turn golden with age. They are very keen of sight, being able to see in almost complete darkness and to a very great distance in good sun. This sight extends itself in many cases to a sort of Second Sight that shows them at times, unbidden, visions of things future, present, and past that they had not seen or heard of with their mortal senses. They are nimble with their hands, and prefer to fight in closed distances and on the ground. They are very skilled in this form of combat, and can disarm and eliminate opponents much bigger and stronger than they themselves are, even when armed sometimes. But their great triumph is literature, for they wrote most of the histories of the ages, and have books written on almost any scientific or artistic field.

These attributes are not to be construed to be applicable to all of those who have Elvish blood in them. For in the Second and Third Age the tribes mingled with each other, and so there are many of those class which the common tongue refers to as Mingles: mortals who have the blood of two tribes in them. And during the Great War there were even many of those called Crans: mortals who have more than two tribes mingled in them. After the war and into the Third Age these last became more common, so that they were more numerous than the Mingles and Lords of the tribes. In these mixed peoples, the blessings of God became diluted, and even erased in most Crans. But the attributes which seemed to be retained above others in those mingles who had Elvish blood in them was the keenness of physical and Second Sight, and the quickness of wit and knowledge.

After and during the Great War the tribe of the Elves became separated into various parts of the world, and so each in time developed their own culture. Those of Ülva became secretive, ritualistic, and mystical. Those of Tskarnor became more warlike and inclined to political intrigue. There were very few Elf-Lords in Tskarnor in the middle of the Third Age, most of the leaders of the nation were Dragon-masters, or Fire-elves: mingles of Dragon and Elf. This was the Xzantarian line, which was usurped by the Wood-elvish Cylorians. But even after the rise of the Cylorians the culture of the Xzantarian reign maintained its foothold. Directly after the Great War God led a certain family of Elf-Lords to travel to Minor, across the sea. They reconquered the land they had owned before the war and set up a great kingdom there. But there was perversion of the leaders and the nation split into northern and southern parts, while the last of the True-elves set up a small colony in a forest in Northern Minor. The Minorian Elves (although mingled with Naiads) traded around the globe, and became rich. Until the Fourth Age.

The history of the Elves has become almost a history of Ithelak, but that is because Elves play such an important role in it. During the Fourth Age they were almost wiped out, and there were very few Elf-lords left. At the end of the Iron Empire and the start of the Fifth Age they began to try to pick up the pieces, but fell into mere tradition, and did not accept the truth of the Elvish Creed. That was when the Lord God came down as an Elvish Cran to teach all mortals redemption.