Ileuthar

Ileuthar is a elven city, in the heart of the Twilight Glades.
== About ==
The Forests of Galahir is where most Sylvan Kin dwell, but a large portion also dwell in the Twilight Glades.
The Northern Elven Kindred claim to be the most powerful Kindred, counting Mage-Queen Laraentha, the figure head of the elven people, among their number. In addition, the Twilight Glades and the capital Ileuthar, sacred realms to the Elven Kindreds, lie within their borders.
The elves are a broken people. Only in their city of Ileuthar do they come together as one. All the Kindred are welcome and old grievances are set aside. No blade may be drawn or spell cast. With tensions between the elves rising ever higher, however, one must question how long till the conflict breaches Ileuthar’s walls.
In the early days of the Edge of the Abyss war, it seemed that there was a ray of hope for the Green Lady’s alliance as the forces of evil were held back in every realm, save for the edges of their own domain. However, as the skies darken and the power of the Wicked Ones waxes full, the armies of evil have managed to overrun the Forests of Galahir and the legendary Twilight Glades. Woe betide those who are caught in their path.
The more isolationist races of Pannithor, such as the Herd and the Trident Realm seem to be avoiding the conflict for the most part, although representatives of both of these factions have joined with the Forces of Nature. With battles raging day and night within the Twilight Glades and the Edge of the Abyss, neither side is willing to give ground.
In the aftermath, those that have come through tell of strange beasts roaming the land, although they do not resemble Abyssals. Fearful of what may have been unleashed, a small band of Basileans has gone to investigate and dispatch any wickedness. The Hegemony is awaiting their reports with great interest.
The Shadow Paths in the Twilight Glades are now a vulnerability in the fabric of reality, and as the Abyss powers are strong the nightstalkers rips a portal through. As the rents boils and seethe with the rise and fall of the Abyss, a gibbering, cacophonous explosion of fear wreathed in the purple lightning of the portal, Nightstalkers bursts forth into reality.
Category:Lands of Pannithor
Category:Settlement