Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Magic, art, renewal, and beauty—these are the gifts ancient Corellon bestowed upon the mortal world when Creation’s dew still lay wet across the land. It is said he himself planted the first forests. The greatest artistic achievements, the most brilliant paintings and heart-wrenching epics owe their inspiration to him. Corellon, First of the Seldarine, Protector, Creator of all Elvenkind, the Coronal of Arvandor is among the greatest gods in the Astral Sea and that which flows from his presence is wondrous in its glory, terrible in its fury.
Is it not said that Corellon sired the elven races? You have heard the tale where elves rose from his blood spilled by Gruumsh during that fateful contest where Corellon took the monstrous god’s eye. But have you also heard the tale in which Corellon battled the Spider Queen and cast her into the abyssal darkness? It is said elvenkind also rose from the blood she spilled. There is also the tale of how the elven people were born from those tears he shed during the times of the Triune Harmony, with the races rising from tears of sorrow, beauty, and mirth. What would you say if I told you all three tales were true?