• The Crown Wars
  • -12000 DR to -9000 DR
    The Crown Wars of the Elves erupted more than a dozen millennia ago, pitting nearly four generations of elf. The two greatest events of the Crown Wars that still have impact are the Dark Disaster and the Descent of the Drow. The Dark Disaster utterly destroyed the forest realm of Miyeritar, leaving the blasted plains that are now the High Moor. Perhaps due to the savagery of the Crown Wars or other factors long lost to time, the dark elves become corrupt during this era, broke away from their kinfolk, and after much warfare and cruelty they descended beneath the world's surface to become the deep elves, also known as the drow. »

  • -10500 DR
  • The Dark Disaster
    Miyeritar is engulfed in killing storms, which reduce this entire forest and realm into a barren wasteland in three months. Although no proof could ever be found, many believe the High Mages of Aryvandaar inflicted the Dark Disaster on Miyeritar.

    Shock over the Dark Disaster establishes an uneasy four decades of peace, as nearly every elf of Faerun shrinks back in awe and horror from the havoc wrought by the Crown Wars. »

  • 714 DR [Year of Doom]
  • Hammer The Third Court Crusade (Weeping War: Campaign #9)
    A.K.A.: "Restoration of Elven Court"; the Seldarine Soldiers' Marches
    With more than one-half of the Army of Darkness slain in the Lost Trench battle, Aulmpiter pulled back most of his forces to regroup and plan, allowing the allies a brief cease-fire. Not one to waste precious time, Captain Selorn and the victorious Lost Trench Legion (as his eastern army now titled itself) took to clearing out the last monsters from Old Elven Court. With most of the drow's corruptive influence smashed, it was a simple matter to drive many of the monsters out of the city. With only three battles of any note among this campaign's activities, it was the sole window of peace in two years.

    As the monster populations of the Darkwoods dwindled some brilliant rangers and wizards used the Trench's fallen foes to deplete the monsters. As they were attracted to the smell of the carrion (magically brought closer than ten miles from the city), it was only a matter of either keeping the monsters in the Trench as they feasted on the dead or slaying the bloated beasts after they had eaten. Many were later destroyed along with the carrion by the greatest funeral pyre ever seen on Faerun since the Dark Disaster! Oil and fallen trees were strategically placed within the morass to burn the rotting remains and after it was lit, wizards and illusionists monitored the pyre for nine days and kept the smell, the smoke, and much of the light of the pyre low so it would not attract dragons or other scavengers.

    The Cleansing and the Night of the Highfire Crown
    With the removal of the monsters, Elven Court was deemed safe once more. As an essential step in removing all taints of the drow and other fell creatures from the site, the 13 surviving High Mages of Cormanthyr returned from their support work at Semverholme, where they protected the young and old of Cormanthyr during the height of the War. All of them performed the Cleansing rituals that eroded all the elder remnants of Elven Court and restored the natural balance of the site. Indeed, their ritual had far greater scope than many realized was possible, as it extended throughout the Darkwoods, clearing away the taint in nearly all areas and brought the land back in harmony with the Weave and the rest of Cormanthor. And their magic did not stop there; the High Mages immediately (within the same tenday) began to weave a mythal about Elven Court.

    Just as it was when Mythanthor wove a mythal around Myth Drannor, the 13 principals were wreathed in arcane fires, though they smiled broadly as the flames engulfed them and turned them all into living torches. Instead of exploding, the central caster rose high into the sky and became first a gargantuan bird of fire whose wings spread out over the cleared area of the city. Where the bird's wings spread out over the cleared area of the city. Where the bird's wings touched the rising pillars of flame that were his fellow casters, magic pulsed in all directions, causing the very trees and rocks to twist and merge and become homes for the elves. Soon, the bird of flame began expanding into the mythal itself, enveloping the growing buildings and magical temples rising fromt he soil. As the sun set over Elven Court aborning, the image of the central caster appeared as a fiery apparition high above the city. The thirteen High Mages-turned-fiery pillars unexpectedly erupted, lancing in flaming bolts toward the Grand Caster and creating a massive ball of fire that splashed at the peak and edges of the mythal.

    When the firestorm subsided, nothing remained of any of the High Mages save a beautiful sight: a brand-new mythal of extraordinary strength and power, its boundaries set as a pyramid defining the city site and reflecting and enhancing the star and moonlight. At the peak of the mythal, for those with great eyes (since this mythal did not grant the power of flight) were 13 selu'kiira, the lore gems of the 13 High Mages that gave their lives for this new elven capital. Surrounding each of these gems were silver and amber flames as they moved in graceful, controlled orbits that sketched out the design of a crown of seven points in trailing licks of arcane flame. Called immediately the Highfire Crown, the soon-to-be-legendary magic hovered high above Elven Court untouched by all for the entire night. When the dawn came, it dissolved into bright sunshine, much like the Passing of Eltargrim. Hereafter, there are no High Mages left in Cormanthyr save those that came after the Fall, and these numbered fewer than a dozen.

    The Closing March
    With the Army of Darkness beaten resoundingly in the east and Elven Court well on its way to restoration, Captain Hachaam Selorn left more than half the Legion of the Lost Trench here as guardians of the new elfhome and capital. In fact, due more to pressure by the elf nobles and others that had swiftly arrived to resettle the city, he left two-thirds of his farces at Elven Court, and all of these troops. Despite their offers of help and wishes to stay, most non-elves were politely rebuked by the surviving elf Councilors and nobles who wished to limit non-elven involvement in their new capital (proving that even lessons hard-won do not always teach those unwilling to learn).

    While Elven Court would not be anathema to non-elves, it was not to be a place for them to live or leave their influences, if these nobles and other gold elf refugees had their say. Unfortunately, Captain Selorn's and others' objections could not overrule the nobles until the war was over, when the proper government could be convened to debate such decisions. Thus, the Closing Marches brought the Arms-Captain and many non-elf troops back to the fray, though he fumed that "far too many elves noble by blade and battle are kept behind to assuage the fears and foibles of our so-called 'nobles'. Bah, I'd as soon feed them to Aulmpiter myself as protect them, if all they shall do is tear the realm asunder once more". »