Conclave of Heaven

At the heart of Ileureleith, meeting in the Citadel of Leith, was an elven secretive intellectual project, devoted to the study of higher consciousness and the nature of divinity, greedy for both knowledge and power. 
Having already facilitated the arrival of the Celestians, the crowning glory of the Conclave’s achievements came when it attracted the attentions of the young and seemingly curious Celestian known as Oskan. 
Oskan seemed to display a bond with the elves and hinted at great changes soon to come with wonderful gifts bestowed upon the mortal world. 
Oskan began to teach the elven archmages how to travel the paths between worlds themselves and walk in the footsteps of the gods, luring them ever further away from their bodies.
Inviting the entire conclave deeper into the paths, beyond the mists of time, Oskan led them with glee. While their the Fenulian Mirror was shattered by Elinathora. The sky's were in turmoil as the Celestians were split in two, the backwash of cosmic energy shattered the bodies, minds and spirits of the Conclave
The mortal bodies of the conclave exploded, destroying the city where their bodies were, an epicentre of city killing death stripped the souls of Ileureleith, and all living beings within miles of it. Torn from the mortal plane and scattered across multiple dimensions, the screams echoing through time and space.
Ileureleith was now just a crater in the earth, reeling the survivors from the surrounding lands and their sympathisers gathered. As the world around them spiralled into the madness of the God War, the survivors banded together and retreated into the hellish pit that was once their home. 
Increasingly their behaviour warped, yearning bitterly for their lost brothers and sisters. Sorceries now flourished, the name Twilight Kin was openly adopted, desperate as they were for a shared sense of identity in their time of need and to find a way to rescue their people from the ether.
The survivors began to build their city anew, deep inside the site of their most tragic past.
They were still shunned and pitied by other elven cities. They tried to integrate themselves back into elven society, openly at first, but with stealth when they were turned away. 
The Twilight Kin became a network of secret cabals within respectable elven society, whose membership was made up of the jaded and perverse. They would meet under dark skies to celebrate the shadowy sides of the Celestians, feeling great empathy for the Wicked Ones who had been ripped apart and left incomplete, much as their people were.
The magically gifted members of these cults sought out the attentions of the Wicked Ones, ignoring the lesson history had taught them.
Flattered by the worship of the most ancient of races, the Wicked Ones provided the mages of the Twilight Kin what they desired, quick and easy roads to power, sealing their downfall and the Wicked Ones honed them with the gift of tainted magic, while feeding upon their bitterness and thirst for revenge.
With their newfound might, these mage-lords further corrupted their followers, appealing to the innate arrogance of the elves.
They were the first people, they said; the true masters of the earth. Too long had they lived in the shadow of the other elven kindreds and too much had they given to the lesser creatures of the world.
At such a time, when the world was in healing, their words found a ready audience, and such elves who could not be turned by their warped reasoning were twisted by sinister and perverse sorceries.
The Eastern and Southern kindreds, in particular, lost many of their brothers and sisters to the darkness, a secret that is never acknowledged today. Since this time, the threat and influence of the Twilight Kin has continued to grow—a malignancy worrying away at the core of elven society and a scourge upon the civilisations of the world.
Category:Twilight Kin