Elf

Elves are a race of Fey creatures originally native to the realm of the Feywild but long since settled in the woodlands of Aldorath. When the Seven Kingdoms were founded, they were officially recognized as the keepers of the lands now called Faerinwold.
Unlike their cousins, the Eladrin, the elves do not consider themselves in exile, for they left the Kingdom of Eldanor long before. They are no longer permitted to enter so deeply into the Feywild, but this is of no concern to them. They had already been living in Tol for many centuries by the time of The Feywar  , and at the end of the war, they swore that their home would always be in the world, and not in some half-remembered realm. They remain very strong allies to the eladrin-in-exile, and they share a mutual hatred of their darker cousins, the Drow.
When elves die, their spirits are believed to pass briefly through the Feywild to forget their mortal worries and memories before being born once again in Tol. One of the tragedies of their existence, however, is being denied the chance to travel to Arvandor, their paradise. Some elves believe there is a way to the Blessed Realm through the Sea of Storms. When they reach a sufficient age and find themselves weary of life, some claim to hear a song calling them home. They travel west to the harbors of Tal Orthalan and either wait for others to sail with or make their own vessel and sail west alone. None have ever returned to tell what they may have found there.

“Are you trying to teach me bowcraft?” (Don’t teach your Grandmother to suck eggs.)

“His bow’s unstrung.” (He’s crazy.)

“If leaves were bread, we’d be feasting.” (If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.)

“Stars don’t change their courses.” (A leopard can’t change his spots.)

“Leaves don’t choose their colors.” (Beggars can’t be choosers.)

— common Elven idioms