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      "0": "In the days so forgotten and long ago that they've become known to some sages as \"the Dawn Days\" (others call them \"the Dawn Age\" or \"the Time of Dragons\"), a time so distant that present-day Realmslore preserves no reliable written records and scant known facts from them (so that what follows is largely drawn from old ballads), most of the lands around the Sea of Fallen Stars were one vast, deep forest.\n\n        This great woodland was home to many creatures, of whom perhaps the proudest and the most advanced in Art, craftings, and courtesies were the elves. Their time of might and great realms and mastery of magic were soon to come, but were then more the stuff of excited dreams than reality.\n\n        In the Dalereckoning of today, the years of the events recounted hereafter would have been -24,600 DR and the three decades or so that followed. Dragons ruled the peaks and skies in those days, and betimes set forests afire to flush forth food from the dim green depths. Inside the mountains, the power of the dwarves was quietly rising as the pride and ruling vigor of the giants was sapped by endless wars with orcs, hobgoblins, goblins, and their kindred.\n\n        One region where orcs were strong and dwarves gaining power (in part because ongoing strife with the rising might of ogres to the immediate north, in what was to become known as Thar, had weakened local giants) was the Lhaurokh, later known as the Dragonreach. Wood elves dwelt in small treehome communities near present-day Ravens Bluff, and moon elves lived in small clan hunting territories in what is now Featherdale, Battledale, Harrowdale, and Deepingdale.\n\n        There arose among the wood elves an ambitious war-leader known as Aubron Halavanthlarr, who chafed against the gentle, peaceful ways of his kin (who lived in harmony with the forest, clearing nothing, building as little as possible, and tending the beasts they hunted with the same patient care as they gardened herbs and leafy edibles -- notably the fleshy-leafed sarrauva vine -- in the high boughs of the forest). This young elf met with little approval from his elders. At length Halavanthlarr gathered a handful of his friends who shared his restlessness and eagerness for adventure, and set forth into the forest to seek power and better things.\n\n        Somewhere near present-day Tsurlagol, he found a small realm of gold elves who'd mastered magic enough to slay wyverns, cage some edible forest monsters, and even to fight off dragons who espied these morsels and descended for an easy meal (but who soon turned their attentions to easier dining elsewhere, when met by spells that most of them assumed were the work of a hidden dragon who'd set out the caged creatures as a lure for dragonkind). Halavanthlarr seized what magic he could, first by stealth and then through bloodshed, and happened upon Ulelesse Chamaranthe, an unhappy young 'she' of the gold elves who was smitten by his strangeness and daring. He spirited her away, and -- hunted by a few of her kin -- made his way back to his people.\n\n        There Halavanthlarr's new-found magic, boldness, and cunning soon won him followers. Although most of the wood elves remained horrified at his ways, Halavanthlarr took the most restless of his kin with him -- away from the treehomes and across the Lhaurr (the waters of the Reach) to the 'far forests' on the other side...in other words, to the western shores where, unbeknownst to the wood elves, dwelt the Oronthaebur.\n\n        The Oronthaebur, or 'Moon Clans,' built but little, and changed the woods they called home little more than the wood elves across the sundering Lhaurr. There were at least three eight-counts of these moon peoples, and though rivalries between them were often fierce, they avoided each other's lands, and so passed the years in relative peace.\n\n"
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