This is what I have on a certain community on the northern coast of Davania.
It is my contribution to Geoff
Gander's quest to populate this magnificent continent.
THE KWYTHELLAR ELVES
After the Great Rain of Fire slew mighty Blackmoor, there were many migrations
of peoples seeking new life amidst the destruction. Not least of these
pilgrimages was the survivors' of Lost Evergrun Over the Sea led by mighty
Ilsundal, Tree Father.
There were many who disagreed with Ilsundal and his "back to nature"
philosophy. Some stayed in the homeland and doubtless died there. Many dropped
off from the migration and made a home in any one of a number of stopping
points, having believed themselves to have found paradise at last.
One of these groups, the followers of Kwythellar, decided they had had enough of
fleeing. For, was it not humans who had caused the destruction? Should it not
indeed be humans who paid?
These elves whispered among themselves that they should not merely pass on to
the otherwheres and allow the "younger races" to take control. On many
other worlds, they knew, this had been done and elven civilisation just quietly
vanished into the night and the mists.
These elves, young themselves, decided it was time to take action. Were they not
more powerful than the humans? Who, after all, were the truly ephemeral races?
Surely not the century spanning, magic wielding elves!
And so it was that Kwythellar pointed out a lovely, primitive, vulnerable human
civilisation which was protected on all sides by a massive mountain range. They
were allied with a nearby dwarven kingdom (Duargar) against a goblin horde (The
Kresh).
Kwythellar gathered the human chieftains, and through flashy displays of magic
convinced them that he could better protect them from the Kresh than the dwarves
could.
In a blinding display of political manoeuvring, Kwythellar led his followers and
the humans in betraying the dwarves and routing the goblins.
Kwythellar then went proudly to Ilsundal and declared that he had provided the
pilgrims with not only a place to live, but a ripe and abundant source of goblin
and human slaves.
Ilsundal and his followers were disgusted. Ilsundal cast out Kwythellar and his
followers in a great display.
The Elves of Kwythellar, or Kwythellar as the nation is now known, exist today
with their human and goblin slaves in a small coastal kingdom on the north shore
of Davania. The dwarven kingdom still lies in the barrier mountains and the
remnants of the goblin horde (now regained in size) still roams the nearby
forest and plains.