This is my first ever piece of fan fiction and I hope u like it. ^_^

Oh, and I'm OZ so mind my English mistakes.

Chapter 1

An extinct nation

The footsteps grew ever louder, the chieftain was not any higher than a kitchen table but that was high enough compared to that of his goblin counterparts and his entourage.

Soon this goblin stood right in front of him.

He could only give a faint smirk, the chieftain was shorter than the giant composite longbow that was strapped to his back, and he stood on a huge boulder just so he was taller than him.

The chieftain had once tried to fire the bow once, only to find that instead of the missile hitting the target he had flung himself halfway across the room, and so now it was more or less an ornament with no conventional use.

Rish knew why the chieftain had sent for him, it was just like every other time he had sent for him.

They knew they needed him, he was the only person that knew the forest, the only person who could spy on the elves without being caught and was always paid handsomely for his work.

Everyday these goblins were waiting, waiting for their chance to strike.

The cost to hire Rish was nothing compared to the wealth they would find within the sylvan forest and it was well worth the cost, Rish would not get caught, not like the goblin spies the chieftain had sent.

After all he was an assassin and one of the finest in these parts of Faer'un.

The Ans'vi forest was only a few miles away from the dark holes that were these creatures' homes.

They were home to many animals both magical and rare of these were the guardians of the forest, a rare contingent of moon elves who stayed behind after the elven exodus to Evermeet.

The group was small in number and consisted of five extended families.

Over the past generations the once large forest has shrunken to give way to the vast plains that surround it, now all that was left was a secluded piece of land hanging by a waterfall from which the forest had sprung so long ago.

These days the once mighty Eir'lin falls has been reduced to almost a trickle congregating into a small lake in the middle of the forest.

Right by this lake sat the elven city Eir'lin crafted from the very forest itself, numerous wizards took years to create the magnificent structures that now stand here, these days most of the buildings are empty long deserted by their elven families, the remaining families take residence in the buildings closest to the falls.

Four great spires straddle a central tower built around the tallest and oldest tree in the forest within these vary walls or should I say trunk rather, lays the heart and soul of this forest.

If anything Elvaron was very much the soul, and Mealin Starflower was very much the heart of the forest.

Elvaron the oldest elf in Ans'vi, was also the only cleric, making it an easy choice of the head of the elvish council in Eir'lin.

Mealin a ranger, her love of the wilderness and animals shone like a beacon light in a world on the decline. Mealin was Elvaron's youngest daughter being only ninety years of age.

Elvaron also had two other daughters Gabriel and Sapphire as well as his only son Duragin.

He was much different from his siblings he did not have the slanted ears, feline dexterity or the charismatic qualities of an elf.

After all Duragin was only human…    

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