Elves

''“ - This damn forest. Fucking elves. Fucking Path. - witcher knew he got lost in Black Crown. And that was bad, gravely bad. Every sound made his heart go wild, every shadow made his hand grasping sword sweaty. He froze as figure raised in front of him appearing literally from nowhere. - ''It is not what it seems, I just lost the Path. Please, I beg you... ''Flash of lightning strike scared away wood critters, and steaming corpse of kenorian witcher slowly fell to the ground. Mute Guardian slowly raised his sword, finishing move that was not necessary as enemy proved to be worthless. Faint smile touched pale lips of elf. He blew shining dust of his palm to open a Path that was lost by this ignorant kenorian imposer. Like human can master true blade magic. Mute Guardian allowed himself little grin as he dissolved into darkness of his homeland.”                                                                                                    Age of Awakening, year 376.''

Elves of Black Crown shared surface with Amani long before Sky War. Even then they remained indifferent to outside world, living their long lives under protection of their ancient cradle. They knew that times can change, wars may pass but forest of Black Crown will stand still like it did since Birth of the World. Even when dust of raging Sky War covered the Sun, they refused to participate in it and shut themselves out. That was a mistake they can't forget. After Scourge's peaks raised into the sky of Skaran and magic of the world died, they understood their great ignorance, that was perceived by other races as betrayal. But one thing was right: Black Crown still stood. But forest was never the same. Once peaceful and beautiful woods became field of battle for survival. Ancient beings and spirits gone mad and violent. And eternal, immortal, unwavering elves changed with their homeland.

Those who had gentle and noble hearts left Black Crown to help other races after catastrophe just to be enslaved by Circle of Anvils as everyone else. Descendants of that elves still live among humans, tolerated but not fully accepted. Those who remained in the darkness of tainted forest shut themselves from the outside world even more. Kenorians like to accuse elves of betrayal and point out that they suffered less than anyone from Sky War, but it is not entirely true. Something was lost when elves watched as the world burn from distance. Something Kenorians call humanity, something that elves once possessed.