Upon the gates of the Dominion, Jandar stood in awe of the architecture and beauty of the city before him. With simple entry, the wood elf began to progress through the city… finally understanding his personal voyage of prosperity and acceptance within his community-- however this feeling was not always so.
With the arrival of Atlas came the arrival of many mistakes. Jandar maneuvered his way from the Cloud Temple towards the southern roads however, missed the turn towards the Dominion and clung to the first community that he saw… a small group digging a moat outside of the Marna’ Territory. This group, later known as Lavana became a safe haven for Jandar until the conflict between the other central and southern nations against Lavana began to form. This led to the quick fall of the towering city which left Jandar out of place. Wounded from the raids and attacks on the roads due to his race and ears, he found himself secure within the Cloud Temple but was bored with its simplicity and stagnation.
So, onward with the original trek towards the Dominion he went, this time: making the right turn. An obviously easy task, however, with the pain and stress associated with traveling the southern roads alone-- Jandar felt overwhelmed with joy as he passed through the gates of the Dominion. Now, with his life steadily progressing… he moves towards another goal: unveiling the ways of the Dominion, and how to properly situate himself into the clench of the Elven literature, lifestyle, and culture.
