• -1338 DR
  • The Fourth Rysar of Cormanthyr begins under Coronal Miirphys Irithyl, who only draws the Ruler's Blade once to establish his reign. As a priest of Sehanine, he prefers his bow. »

  • -1293 DR
  • Coronal Miirphys help raise the Cresent Court, the temple of Sehanine in Cormanthyr. »

  • 292 DR [Year of Frostfires]
  • Queen Embrae Aloevan, Laranla of Ardeep, embraces the service of both Mystra and Sehanine and is made a Chosen of both goddesses. »

  • 308 DR [Year of Promise]
  • Queen Embrae Aloevan of Ardeep, chosen of Mystra and Sehanine, descends into madness and death as the silver fire of Mystra consumes her, although later reports suggest she survives after a fashion beyond the ken of mortals (actually to become the Tears of Aloevan). Ruardh Lightsilver becomes Laranlor (Ruler) of Ardeep. »

  • 627 DR [Year of the Bloodcrystals]
  • Ecamane Truesilver and his nine apprentices arrive in Silverymoon. Claiming that five goddesses (Eldath, Mielikki, Lurue, Mystra, and Sehanine) drew them there, the mages create a school of magic pattered on elf teachings. »

  • 712 DR [Year of the Lost Lance]
  • Tarsakh 11 Silvergate (Weeping War: Campaign #4)
    A.K.A.: The Second Siege of Myth Drannor, the Nameless Sacrifice, the Chosen's Choice
    The battle at Silvergate is one of the most storied and heroic tales of the entire Weeping War. The Army of Darkness was driven east, and its northern and southern factions merged and punched through the elf defenders on the western front as they pressed, allowing them a second charge on Myth Drannor. The bulk of this battle occurred among the streets of the old city Cormanthor, and its climax centered on the Silvergate, the magical gate to Silverymoon Pass.

    While the military fought bravely on all fronts, this battle was primarily one of magic and thus spearheaded by Spell-Major Josidiah Starym, Elminster, Symrustar Auglamyr, and the Nameless Chosen. With many elf forces exhausted from the previous battles, only the cavalry and two-thirds of the available Akh'Faer froces were in the city for its defense until the arrival after battle's start of the Wing cavalry, some gold, silver, and electrum dragon allies, and the three Chosen.

    The spellcasters and military worked together to isolate and destroy the reduced and tired battalions (the Cruelty, the Colossus, the Grievous, Battalion Arcane) of the Army of Darkness. In all, the Army of Darkness suffered the loss of a battalion's worth of troops, losing 11 marches and 4 regiments in the melee. Among them, four entire tribes of gnolls were totally destroyed as was the most powerful march in the Army, Cvor's all mezzoloth March of the Second Cruelty Regiment.

    Cvor's March ("the Whipmaster's March") laid siege to the Silvergate at highsun on the second day of battle. The Namelss Chosen became enraged by the destruction of his native city and the abrupt slaying of a trio of young bronze dragons that had emerged through the gate to lend aid requested a tenday ago. The Nameless One lost his temper and his patience.

    The Namelss exploded through the roof of one of the Six Tyrl Towers, his body glowing and his hair and robes ablaze in silver flames! He dove headlong into the amassed forces of the besieging Army, driving a wedge through the forces, he converged on the Silvergate, where Colonel Cvor and his mezzoloths stood. Fully aflame now, the Nameless reached out with his silver wings and flung the nycoloths into the gate, which opened at his merest word. Spelltraps lying in wait activated at his will, causing explosions that claimed more evil lives as he walked unharmed within them. Over 600 mezzoloths , goblins, and other creatures fell before the fury of the Nameless, and Myth Drannor's defenders rallied once more. With a large wedge driven into the Army's forces, the Akh'Faer and the cavalry had openings they could exploit and drive the Army before them.

    The razor-studded whip of Cvor wrapped about the throat of the Nameless One, and the two fell into the Silvergate. Flying to his aid, Elminster entered the Silvergate and shut the gate behind him to isolate Cvor's march. Back to back with the elder Elminster, he fought hundreds of mezzoloths within the rocky Silverymoon Pass, and the glow of his silvery form drew attention from Silverymoon.

    Colonel Cvor then used a captured elf artifact (the Harness of the Giant-Slayer Alayris) to grow to a giant's size and seize the flaming mage by hand and foot. Cvor brutally pulled the Nameless Chosen nearly in half by sheer strength! The explosion of magical power and fire utterly consumed Cvor and over 200 nearby mezzoloths. The Nameless One lay dying, his torso laid-open. The High Mage of Silverymoon, Ecamane Truesilver and his supporting wizard forces protected the body of the fallen Chosen from the remaining mezzoloths. Together, while the Nameless One was sent magically to Silverymoon for healing, Elminster and the elderly and frail Ecamane destroyed the gate to Myth Drannor, detonating it from within and at its exit. The explosions slew the remnants of the Fourth Regiment surrounding it at Myth Drannor as well as clearing Silverymoon Pass of its remaining brethren.

    As a result of this battle, Myth Drannor's forces won the day, but unknowingly paid a high price. Elminster was lost among the planes for a time, due to his task of destroying the gate from within, while Ecamane Truesilver died due to the strain of breaking the gate from its exit point at Silverymoon Pass. The Nameless Chosen lay like one dead for more than the next year. His elf nurse, gave him the name Akhellbhen; upon his awakening, the Nameless Chosen, once called Arun's Son is introduced to the new High Mage Aglanthol as Khelben Arunsun. His body healed but forever scarred across his chest and back where he was nearly torn in twain, he banishes his vanity and keeps the wedge of silver-white hair and beard to remind him of the silver flames dancing within it and how it does not make him invincible. It also signifies his debts, as it reminds him of Silverymoon and what he owes its people as well.

    Other major deaths of this battle includes Wollys Silvershield (high priest of Sehanine).

    This battle lasts until Tarsakh 13, 712 DR. »

  • 714 DR [Year of Doom]
  • Kythorn 25 The Battle of Stars Shining (Weeping War: Campaign #12)
    This is the final battle of both the bladesinger Spell-Major Josidiah Starym and the last of the Akh'Faer. Rather than allow Aulmpiter (or any other marauder) to claim the prize of the Speculum (the guild hall of the Wizards, Conjurers, and Enchanters), Josidiah and 17 mages stood atop the ramparts or at the front colonnade and slung spells of devastating effect against the invaders, while others worked frantically inside either to remove or destroy the guild's great magical-items cache.

    As the afternoon fracas lengthened into a night battle, two bold moves by the elves turned the tide of battle such that, while the ground is lost, the moral victory became Cormanthyr's. One Prannith Springheels, a halfling scribe of the guild (whose dream of wielding magic was never quite realized), saw his master die just a few feet from him, and he seized a staff of the magi before it could be claimed by the yugoloth. Drawing a number of mezzoloths about him with taunts and shouts, Prannith leapt off the highest surviving tower of the Speculum and wielded great magic for once in his life. He broke the staff as he fell into the horde of mezzoloths unleashing a retributive strike that broke their ranks and killed more than a quarter of their number.

    Spell-Major Josidiah was soon the last Ally standing in defense of the Speculum. As the fell creatures strained to break his magical barriers and overwhelm his position, a beam of light from the night sky wrapped about him. The Artblade hung high aloft, and Josidiah wields the divine empowered (by Mystra and Sehanine it is said) sword and drop the final standing tower, killing all the invaders inside. Josidiah then rides a mighty lightning bolt down in the midst of a mass of enemies, the blast slaying a few and scattering many. With one last two-handed swing of the blade, he stabbed the blade deep into the flagstones of the courtyard, and white flames and magic burned all that remained of the Speculum, including Josidiah himself and his Artblade. »