The Three Sisters

Once upon a time, when the dew of creation still lay wet upon the planes, there were three sisters. The youngest sister was the fairest being which had ever laid foot upon the earth and also the most cunning. The eldest was the wisest and darkly handsome, like the light of a full moon above the peaceful sea. The middle sister was as radiant and golden as the dawning of the new day as well as the most inquisitive and most eager. Their father watched over them from afar and together they made a beautiful and sometimes capricious trio, and all was well in the realm.
However, such paradise among the siblings could not last for long. The younger two were always exploring the faraway and wondrous places, discovering things they had never dreamed of. In time, however, the youngest two began exploring the shadowy reaches of the planes and they discovered that there were invaders there, creatures that had once served the cause of good but had been cast out. Herself headstrong, the youngest sister sympathized with these outsiders and, secretly, began treating with them as if they were her allies.
When the older siblings learned of their sister's dealings with dark creatures, they confronted her. Unwilling to bend, the youngest sister lashed out at the middle one, striking so quickly that, at first, the middle sister thought the attack to be some kind of dark joke. Only when the oldest and wisest sibling intervened did the truth become known: the youngest sister had turned against her siblings and there was unrest in the realm as a result. The royal children, once idolized as a trio, had now been sundered forever.
After the attack on her sibling, the youngest sister fled, then rallied her supporters to her side. For what seemed like eons, the youngest waged war on her older siblings, who in turn had marshaled their own forces. The lush and verdant land ran red with the blood of elves and violence became the standard of the day.
Finally, after a long conflict, the elder sisters cast their youngest sibling out of their land. Those who allied with the youngest were marked and cast into the depths as well. The youngest sister embraced her new home and became queen of her own realm.
But the harmony of the realm was forever broken. One day, the eldest sister summoned the middle to her presence and spoke thusly: "Sister, I am cross with thee. It is thou who are to be blamed for the events that had befallen our beloved land. Had it not been for thy insatiable curiosity, none of this would have happened. I cast thee from my heart, sister. Take those who would follow thee and make thine own fortune, far away."
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