The Great Elf Houses
The Universe proclaimed, “Final submissions for hegemony are due today.” The Premiere added closing details to their meticulously crafted work: The royal house shall be named Caith’loral and shall be protected by the lesser house Arborshale… while house Tazoryn will architect the majesty of the empire. The cunning House Morren shall act as master of information for a wise empire and shall be supported by the triumvirate of lesser houses: Val’Dakina, for continuous flow of goods and services for growth, Sa’Lene, explorers and wanderers so that my elves are never blind, and Joroth to preserve justice and truth to combat corruption… “Why are you sitting so close? Are you copying my work? You didn’t just start this assignment today!?” The Premiere harshly scolded the Spider Queen. “NO, of course not. I was… admiring your masterwork.” The Spider Queen proclaimed with blatant contempt. The two seniors, preoccupied with their habitual sparring, did not notice the Silver Tongued Deceiver adjusting The Premiere’s designs ever so slightly. The Spider Queen began: The SUPERIOR House Chalass, dark elves, of course, will be master of everything below the Til-Gathien forest and shall be protected by the inferior house House Dossz. The great house Zumerrin will rule the depths of the Shadowhorn, as soon as they can run off the dwarves, and be protected by House Ezabuth or they are forfeit to my... Web of Souls! “Oh, I like that. I’m keeping that one.” The Spider Queen gushed over her devious creation, interrupting those nearby, before returning to her work. The souls of their kin will be forfeited for.. maybe... five generations? I think that’s about thirty thousand years. “Hey, how long do dark elves live?” “How should I know?! They’re your creation. Anyway, I’m busy” the Premiere proclaimed in frustration. And the Universe reiterated, “All work must be completed by the end of the third bell.” <DONG> The Spider Queen hastily continued: All other leadership positions will be decided by <DONG> Spider Queen completed: <unintelligible scribble> -Excerpt from volume seven of Found Truths of a Lost Age: That's how it happened, honest!
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