Gods & Pantheons: Elves

Elves: Alveron

Alveron was born of the trees of Arlindor. He is ruler of the Elven gods, alongside his companion Tirtalien. He crafted the sun, that the Elven lands might grow lush and green, and the Elves tall and wise.

Alveron enjoys tending to Arlindor in the evening, as his sun casts long shadows in the green wood. He walks in many forms, and as evening falls the shadows of Arlindor spread through all the green areas of the world.

Alveron’s sons and daughters are the princes and princesses of Arlindor, whose magical kingdoms glow at the edges of the forest, and who founded the great Elven cities.

The Dwarfs revere Alveron as Oberon, the king of all secret places.

Elves: Arador

Arador is the goddess of memory and learning. Her blessing is inspiration, and her gifts philosophy and the arts. Her song is exquisite. Curiosity is her beckoning. Her teachings bestow the authority to govern wisely and command effectively. Arador’s bright eyes part the mist of time to see both future and past.

Arador is the protector of scholars, bards, and others dedicated to gathering knowledge. Many of the Rivelaelfte call her patron. Her name anoints temporal rulers and is invoked by judges to bless their rulings with wisdom.

The Dwarfs revere Arador as Ergandion, goddess of ancient wisdom.

Elves: Arlindor

Arlindor, the forest of the gods, preceded all and bore Alveron and Tirtalien in its trees and rivers. Arlindor is the source of grace, calming all who dwell there. Its natural beauty inspires and strengthens the fey. Arlindor can be felt in the mortal world in groves and grottoes of extreme beauty. All such places are shadows of Arlindor.

Arlindor’s tallest tree, Lerovian, is always visible to the Elven eye.

Arlindor is home to all faerie. The Halflings know Arlindor as Lenerlin, green fields. The gnomes know it as Kirliendol, the autumn hills.

Elves: Avieglien

Avieglien, youngest son of Alveron, is Alveron’s most trusted messenger. He bears the wisdom of the Alvirel to the Elves and to all civilized races. Avieglien travels in many guises, as Elf, as child, as man, even as eagle, horse, or donkey. Avieglien assists those in quandaries, but his assistance comes in the form of riddles and tricks. Many are the fools or young Elves who have mistaken Avieglien’s assistance for further troubles.

Avieglien is Alveron’s son by way of the elder race of men, whom men themselves have forgotten. The Elves called the woman Tialnambe, for her golden hair and bright eyes. This greatest of human princesses possessed a strong wit and an Elvish beauty. Avieglien grew to adulthood in her court, but with the impending fall of the elder race turned to the Alvirel for aid. The stories of the great wars of the elders is a book in itself, but in the end mankind diminished, and the greatness of their beginnings faded in memory to legend, and was then forgotten except for snippets here and there in creation myths.

The Dwarfs revere Avieglien as the trickster Obeag.

Elves: Iredana

Iredana, the silent spinner, in shape as a great black spider slowly drawing the web of life from living threads. Her eyes shine as a crystal rainbow, and she speaks in a voice so low that it travels forever, so soft that it raises water to waves and shatters glass to fine dust. Iredana bears the thread of life and can read the coincidences that form web from strands.

Iredana is the hand of destiny. She toils in dark caves and tall trees. Her struggle is the struggle between gift and craft. With weaving is the fate of the world created, and the eye of destiny is in every spider’s web. Iredana’s web extends forever in all directions, depressed where it touches on moments, places, and persons of power.

Iredana taught gems to whisper in the heart of all who love beauty.

Elves: Morefien

The Lord of lakes and seas, the white steed Morefien bears the weight of the lands and all upon the lands. He bears ships to shore on white-crested waves.

We all ride upon Morefien’s strong back. He leads the Elves into war when war is needed. Alveron or Tirtalien often ride upon the white steed in battle.

Morefien is deadly enemy to goblins and the giant-kin: orcs, ogres, and trolls.

Elves: Tialnambe

Tialnambe is a memory, evoked by Elves as protection for humans they have loved. She is long dead, but her sacrifice earned her memory a place in the golden valley of the Alvirel. Elves rarely take humans as lovers. Such a pairing always ends in sadness for one or the other, but the story of Tialnambe, Alveron, and Avieglien is remembered by Elves who pass it to human consorts and their half-Elven children.

When Avieglien returned to Arlindor, he fashioned three golden eyes in Tialnambe’s memory, with Alveron’s aid, to protect the weakened race of man. Those who wear a golden eye of Tialnambe are, according to the legends, watched over by Avieglien himself.

Elves: Tirtalien

Tirtalien, born of the rivers of Arlindor, lit the stars on Arlindor’s first morning. From her candle’s flames Alveron lit the sun’s fires and warmed the forests. Elves always walk in Tirtalien’s light.

Tirtalien is mother to most of the princes and princesses of Arlindor. She walks in the morning and under moonlight to visit the edges of the Elven forest and to speak with her children.