Setting
The Whispering Woods, also known as the Elwendil Woods, are as ancient and old as Gaia herself. Its tree are massive and stand as tall as the Heavens. It is scarce for light from the sun to pierce through the thick canvas of leaves and branches. Fungi, mushrooms, and moss give off a pale blue glow. Faerie lights dance along game trails, luring unwary travelers from their paths. The fey are heavily present within the woods.
Deep inside the Whispering Woods lays the great city of Elwendil, home of the Neluthien elves. The Kingdom of Neluthien remains as silent as it always has been, hiding many secrets inside the Elwendil Woods.
An Elven War raging within the depth of the forest. All stake claim for ultimate rule as the Vallade House and the Ithlonde House attempt to grasp absolute power. While most denizens follow the Old Ways and the Vallade, their are some who whisper of how Ithlonde's ideals are more agreeable.
Deep inside the Whispering Woods lays the great city of Elwendil, home of the Neluthien elves. The Kingdom of Neluthien remains as silent as it always has been, hiding many secrets inside the Elwendil Woods.
An Elven War raging within the depth of the forest. All stake claim for ultimate rule as the Vallade House and the Ithlonde House attempt to grasp absolute power. While most denizens follow the Old Ways and the Vallade, their are some who whisper of how Ithlonde's ideals are more agreeable.
Whispering Woods
You find yourself in the Whispering Woods, a forest filled to the brim with all kinds of life. Even the trees are believed to have voices if one were to merely stop and listen. But, don't listen too carefully for the forest plays tricks on your mind, luring you even deeper into the woods.
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Whispering Woods is a part of 
Siv'en.
8 Places in Whispering Woods:
27 Characters Here
Jorn Gareif [39] Dwarf Noble who has his hands in every pot of gold.
Joragon Faentaris [32] Joragon Faentaris is an adventurous young dragon man, a member of the Halo tribe of the Whispering Woods of Gaia.
Kel'Var [32] "I serve the spirit of my master, and the moss on my back."
Akane Masame [26] What's hurting me? Why does it hurt? Why am I so hurting to hurt?
Brandon Killman [25] Left for dead? No problem
Sybbil Vallade [20] A female elf of House Vallade, the current house holding power over the Neluthien elves.
Tarrik Vallade [20] Firstborn son of Brakk Vallade, and heir to the seat of the Neluthien elves.
Feyren Ithlonde [20] The current Head of House Ithlonde, an elven man that pushes change for the traditions of the ancient Neluthien race.
Feyleth Ithlonde [19] A half-breed elf of House Ithlonde.
Jethro Foley [17] "Sometimes, you got to take the good with the bad."
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From the north came an echo!
It rolled over the mountains,
It crashed into the trees,
It was followed by a wave of dust,
Followed by a falling butte,
And when that butte fell...
More dust.
The trees doth protest.
North of the Sudden Butte stood the rest of the destruction caused by the falling leg of Ni'Thorne. The peak of a once great mountain crumbled. At the base of it sat quite literally a massive foot.
The dust took a while to settle around the new structure that sat on the border of the mountains and the wood.
It rolled over the mountains,
It crashed into the trees,
It was followed by a wave of dust,
Followed by a falling butte,
And when that butte fell...
More dust.
The trees doth protest.
North of the Sudden Butte stood the rest of the destruction caused by the falling leg of Ni'Thorne. The peak of a once great mountain crumbled. At the base of it sat quite literally a massive foot.
The dust took a while to settle around the new structure that sat on the border of the mountains and the wood.
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Malgerius Corven vanishes into nothingness, but you get the feeling they are heading somewhere else.
Gilthoniel had finally been send out of the room, to allow her lover's grandniece to prepare his body for the rites. She could have stayed, waited, watched his family send him of.
She could have, but this...
The empty shell he left behind...
It was not him anymore, it no longer housed his soul.
"Please, take me away", she whispered once she got past the gates.
Despite knowing better, the forest obliged.
Unseen by all, two beings floated nearby, having followed the elf from the city. One of them, a male, was in tears.
"Alright", he told the other, "You made your point. I accept."
She could have, but this...
The empty shell he left behind...
It was not him anymore, it no longer housed his soul.
"Please, take me away", she whispered once she got past the gates.
Despite knowing better, the forest obliged.
Unseen by all, two beings floated nearby, having followed the elf from the city. One of them, a male, was in tears.
"Alright", he told the other, "You made your point. I accept."