the People
may learn all that has passed for them
and their
predecessors. Now, in
songs that were once only sung in cel-
ebration, I may teach you brief candles
of humanity of the
People and your own place among
us.
-Cymbiir
Haevault, Lorekeeper of House Haevault
A memory
is a curious thing. One can come into
con-
sciousness unbidden, evoked
by an unexpected scent
or the words spoken by a friend.
A memory can also be
elusive, foiling all attempts to reca
ll it and sometimes
remembered
only after the hunt is abandoned, like a
word on the tip
of one's tongue. Some memories pull at
the heart, weighing
it down and holding it there as an
anchor moors a ship. Others buoy it up
or make it flutter
joyously like the wings of a bird. Some
memories lie in
wait like predators, ready to leap out when
the mind or
the heart is vulnerable.
Some linger like scars, not al-
ways
visible but ever-present.
Perhaps
more so than any other race, elves
are famil-
iar with
all aspects of memory. From birth, elves
don't
s leep but instead enter a t
rance when they need to rest.
In this state, elves remain
aware of their surroundings
while
immersing themselves in memories. What
an elf
remembers
during this reverie depends largely
on how
long the
elf has lived, and the events of the lives that
the
elf's soul has experienced before.
CHILDHOOD
Much has been made of the
relative fecundity of humans
compared to elves. Ignorant folk
wonder how elves can
live so long
, yet have so few children. They cannot
know
what it means to an
elf to usher a child into the world.
They cannot understand how a birth is both
a joy and a
sorrow, a reunion and
a parting.
Each birth represents
an elf soul that has been to Ar-
vandor and returned. Mortal
elves cannot know if it is
the soul of someone recent
ly dead or someone who died
millennia ago. They cannot
even be certain it is an elf
of the same
world. The only assurance they have
is that
it is an elf
of their own kind, for when the primal elves
went against Corellon and took
permanent shapes, they
chose this fat
e for themselves.
How many elves are born to which
parents or in any
given generation
is a topic studied by elves in the hope
of discerning some
sign from Corellon or others of the
Seldarine. Aerdrie
Faenya, the winged goddess of air
and sky, is thought to ferry souls from
Arvandor into the
world, bringing them down from the heavens
to begin
their mortal lives anew.
A decade in which many elves
are born across the world
is thought to be a harbinger
of danger that great numbers
of elves will be needed
to withstand. In contrast,
if an elven community goes
a century
or longer without a new birth, members
take
this as
a sign that the community has stagnated
and
must disband.
Because
of the rarity of e lf births, siblings might be
separated in
age by decades, or even a century or more.
Thus, few elves
grow up playing with brothers or sisters
of similar age and instead rely on friends
for the devel-
opment of their social skills. In exceedingly
rare cases,
a birth might produce twins or-scarcer
yet- triplets.
These offspring, which
the elves refer to as soul sib-
lings, are believed to
have a special, intertwined destiny
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