Mathazar was sitting in his dark home in the wilds of Anthos when suddenly he heard a knock on the door. Mathazar stands up and walks near the door. He takes a little peak trough the window next to the door. There was a man standing outside, he had a long cloak and his head was not visible because of the shadows.. Malthazar opend the door and asked what the man was doing in the middle of the night in front of his door. The man said nothing, only he took a black envolope out of his cloak and gave it to Mathazar. “Thank you strange man”, he said. Mathazar walks inside and sitts down in a chair in the corner of the room. He noticed a large emblem on the letter. Mathazar opens the letter and begins reading.
“For whoever receives this letter, you have been asked to help decided the fate of our people. In the past, this was done, yet held no true
results. I call upon a meeting of the Dark Elves, the Drow. For too
long we have strived to create something for ourselves, and achieved
little to nothing. Yet now is the time to take it, now is the time to
take our own lives, take our own way of life, take back what was
lost. We will regain our strength that innately flows through our
vines, and cast off the weakness we have gained through the course of time.
The Calling of the Drow, the dark elves, can be answered on the elven path when one exits malinor. There along the road lies the ruins of
those who come before us. Here, we will begin the true future of our
race. I encourage you to show this to others of our kind you deem
worthy of true strength.”
Mathazar immediately grabs his coat and leaves to the elven lands. Not knowing what to expect.
