Avelorn, formally the Kingdom of Avelorn, is the oldest of all the Ten Kingdoms of the High Elven island-continent of Ulthuan. Ancient glamours lie upon its tangled groves, and creatures of legend still walk beneath its eaves.[1b]
Yet Avelorn's glories are maintained only by the constant watchfulness of the High Elven Rangers that guard its borders, for the monsters of the Annulii Mountains are drawn to this realm as to no other; scarcely a day passes without an attack by some dread creature.[1b]
Avelorn is ruled by the Everqueen, the chosen of Isha, the Earth Mother, who is called the "Mistress of the Undying Forest," "Preserver of Green Fastness," "Observer of the Rites of the Golden Spring," and is the monarch of one of the Twin Thrones of Ulthuan alongside her consort the Phoenix King.[1b]
As such, she holds tremendous power and prestige -- her only real peer is the Phoenix King himself. Often, there is rivalry between the two thrones, but this balance is at the very heart of the High Elves' concepts of hierarchy -- being ruled by a single, all-powerful dictator like the Dark Elves' Witch King Malekith would be unthinkable to them.[1b]
The court of the Everqueen moves through Avelorn from place to place like a great carnival, pitching silken pavilions wherever it halts. By day, silver laughter rings through the forest as the Elves make sport. By night, faerie lights flicker in the darkness, illuminating the revels and feasting. With its perfect weather, bountiful forests and beautiful near-immortal inhabitants, Avelorn seems the sort of verdant paradise of which mortal Men can only dream.[1b]
Those who dwell here specialise in archery. It is said that some of the Wood Elf kindreds of Athel Loren in the Old World are descended from the people of Avelorn. The most renowned regiment of Avelorn is the Everqueen's warrior guard of Elf-maids called the Sisters of Avelorn. Warriors of Avelorn are most likely to wear green plumes or embroidered decoration with floral designs. Armour may sometimes be styled in floral or leaf shapes.[2a]
The Everqueen herself rarely ventures openly among the court until she knows whom she will choose to accompany her glorious cavalcade through the forest realm. Because of this, and the presence of the Handmaidens of the Everqueen, Avelorn can become a hotbed of ego and intrigue, where every performer vies for the favour of the Everqueen and the chance for a place at her side.
To be chosen as her consort or as a Handmaiden is the highest honour for a High Elven youth of Ulthuan, but those whose artistry fails to impress the fickle inhabitants of the forest soon find themselves objects of ridicule. So it is that in Avelorn excellence is but the least expected of a performer.[3c]
Yet, when the Everqueen walks among her subjects, a subtle vibration can be felt racing through the whole forest, invigorating all with burgeoning anticipation and excitement.[3c] In time, and though no one sees them come, fresh pavilions with an ethereal quality of simple grace appear in the midst of the forest, ones that have no cords or poles to support them, and are held aloft by the soft winds that gust around them. Lights flit around these pavilions, and golden-armoured Elf-maids ring them, though their presence does not detract from the peace and tranquility of the scene. A pale nimbus of light builds within the pavilion. The skin of the tent peels back and a bright light like that of the sun upon golden fields pours from inside. Amid the wondrous halo of shimmering brilliance, the Everqueen emerges.[3d]
Though musicians play, the forest itself provides accompaniment for her in the form of trilling birds, the gurgling of the streams, and the sighing of the wind through the excited branches of nearby trees, for the land itself welcomes her. Behind the Everqueen, a Handmaiden bears a banner of emerald tree leaves woven with golden hair. The light of the forest is captured in the banner, bearing the heart of Avelorn in its rustling, living fabric. White flowers spring from the ground wherever she walks, and her radiance turns all other blooms to face her.[3d]
As the Everqueen moves amongst the people of the forest, she touches the forehead of kneeling High Elves, selecting them, the foremost artists, poets, musicians, artisans and mages, to become part of her court, their jubilant laughter upon rising to their feet like the chiming of the clearest of golden bells. From there, the Handmaidens lead the chosen into the forest.[3d]
Music is ever present within the forests of Avelorn, following travellers as it echoes their songs, or plays music of its own. A potent sense of ancient magic lurks beneath such bewitching glamours. Heavenly fragrances also hang heavily in the air.[3b] The Everqueen's court is known for having naked dancers.[3a]
Among the many sights to be seen in Avelorn, one may find Elf-maids clad in shimmering gowns of mist on the back of unicorns; golden-feathered Great Eagles soaring high above the canopy, and, upon descending near a shadowed dell, the creaking, heavy footfalls of the ancient forest's Treemen.[3b] Glittering sprites dart from tree to tree to light the folk of the forest at night as they create their art. Gaily-coloured pavilions are pitched randomly as all manner of High Elves from across Ulthuan come to play and make merry in the Everqueen's forest.[3c]
In addition to panthers,[5b] wild boars, silver-tailed wolves and huge bears of golden fur are known to answer the call of the Everqueen. It is unclear if they dwell in Avelorn, or come from Cothique or Chrace, whose birds and beasts answer her summons to war without question.[4c] Sheep are also known to exist in Avelorn.[5b]
There are many shrines to Isha hidden throughout Avelorn, and it is to these that the citizen levy muster in times of conflict. Each banner depicts the key icons of the shrine from which it marches to war. Common symbols are the weeping eye and bleeding heart of Isha.[6a]
Those who are banished from Avelorn find that the forest becomes an impenetrable wall of trees, their leaves shimmering with an inner light, a luminosity that could have but one source.[4b]
Culture[]
Uniforms and Heraldry of Avelorn
The High Elves living in Avelorn have a different attitude towards time than those found in places like Lothern. They are more relaxed, feel that they have time to spend on things such as recitals of ancient sagas. One such epic -- The Tale of Caledor the Conqueror -- is so well known that a poet's audience can mouth each word in time with the speaker. Such works can take hours for any reciter, yet the High Elves of Avelorn have an interest to listen, while others -- selected by lot or from family retainers, bring food and wine.[5b]
For the great High Elf warrior Tyrion, when he first visited in XI 110, it was the sort of reading one only saw in abbreviated form among the busy money-making High Elves of Lothern. It was like stepping back into the past, into the golden age of the first Everqueen, and he knew it was deliberately so. Yet if one sought flaws in such a scene, they would indeed find them. Some Asur fall fast asleep, others paying no interest, instead inspecting their nails. Yet this was also what the first Elves did before the Great Catastrophe and then the civil conflicts of the Sundering changed things. Perhaps they were now part of a different golden age, but a golden age nonetheless. The people of Avelorn see themselves as guardians of a certain "Elfness", keeping the old ways alive that few can deny as rightful in doing.[5b]
Uniforms and Heraldry of Avelorn
Meanwhile, the magic of Avelorn -- in an odd, elliptic way -- has an atmosphere similar to Asuryan's Shrine, as an ancient power touches the mortal world here. Even Lothern, for all its thrilling, commercial energy, broods a melancholy that shadows even the most festive days.[5b]
Yet in Avelorn, by comparison, people seem almost too happy, too energetic, too thrilled, even for Elves in the mood for merrymaking. An air of complacent contentment hovers over people truly wanting to be here, and genuinely happy that they are. More than once, visitors have joked that such magic is merely Dreamsmoke, for many are driven to linger within the kingdom as though something in the air clouds their judgement.[5b]
Here, the High Elves behave as they had before the age of Aenarion. Their lives are beautiful and moving, yet rather sad. Sad because all of this took effort to maintain and it is dying away. It is an enclave frozen in amber. Yet to assume this may not be fair, for Avelorn still lives. It is the beating heart of Asur society, where artists and dancers and poets came to compete, to find an appreciative audience, to seek fame and a certain kind of glory. It was not the sort of glory that others might be interested in, but even so, few find it hard to see why some High Elves are.[5b]
In truth Elves like these can be found all over the island-continent. In aggregate, they must far out number the Elves of Lothern, although they had no single town or city that was even a fraction of the city-state's size. It is probable that the Elves of Avelorn are much more representative of their people as a whole, and they look up to the Everqueen at least as much as the Phoenix King for leadership.[5b]
For these Elves, Lothern was something strange and new. The Elves of Avelorn were the ones who represented the mainstream of Elven life. Tyrion himself believed -- after his time in the Tournament for the Everqueen's Champion -- that in Avelorn he had seen the majority of High Elves as they wanted to see themselves and he realised that he was not at all like them.[5b]
In Avelorn, white is the colour of choice during times of mourning.[4a] The banners of units from Avelorn often feature images of entwined thorns.[1c] The Dragon motif upon the point of an Avelorn shield shows that the bearer has fought as part of the Dragon Gate's garrison.[6a]
Archery[]
The citizens of Avelorn practice archery, drawing and firing at targets hundreds of paces away. Such constant training by the citizenry makes Avelorn's archers the greatest on Ulthuan, and the backbone of the High Elves' citizen-levy. Like the poets, the archers too are part of an older Ulthuan, one dating back to the age of Morvael, of the first great citizen-soldier levies. They are part of Avelorn's culture, and they too moved to a different beat than the High Elves of places such as Lothern.[5b]
A general inspecting them would find each archer of Avelorn a High Elf in their prime. All of them have handled bows for decades, if not centuries. All are hale and hearty and would remain so for hundreds of years. Among the Asur, no other troops would or could have their skills or experience. Simply by virtue of being alive for so long, they would have fought in dozens of skirmishes and battles, and have survived many encounters with numerous foes.[5b]
Geography[]
Concept art depicting Avelorn from Warhammer Online: Age of Reckoning.
There are few permanent settlements in Avelorn, as most of its populace is either nomadic or living deep in the woods.[5b] Even the Everqueen's capital of the Gaen Vale on the Island of Rebirth is a literal tent city,[5a] yet despite their primitive appearances, such settlements and dwellings somehow fit with the landscape, allegedly being how the Elves originally lived in ancient times.[5b]
One of the few, permanent settlements along Avelorn's coast rests at the mouth of a bay. Here, the forest had been slightly cleared, acting as a harbour. Said-harbour is not designed for the unloading of cargo and Elven Steeds, requiring sailors to get as close as possible to the shore, then lower everything into the water with winches and cranes, which is always a tricky proposition, even at the best of times. The village itself is right by the waterside, having no walls and being built from logs with wattle and daub roofs.[5b]
When Tyrion first sailed to Avelorn, even over the salty tang of the Inner Sea he could notice the scent of pine, as well as the hint of fresh air given by the primordial forest. Said-air is tinged with magic, faint but tangible, that sets one's skin tingling and feel more alive.[5b]
Avelorn's coast is so densely packed with enormous trees that it's difficult to see anything beneath the eaves. Some of these trees are said to have been alive since the time before the Great Catastrophe and the first coming of Chaos.[5b]
A long line of Waystones rests hidden within a mist-shrouded valley deep in the heart of Avelorn.[4d]
There is a section of Avelorn's forest known as the Dark Wood. Here, the tainted essence of Chaos still curses the land. Only High Elven Rangers come here and then only to hunt the untold number of mutants that spawn there. Manticores and even some Beastmen that survived Aenarion's victory thrive in this patch of woods, hunting any they come across. [7b][7c]
Notable Locations[]
- Everale Ridge[1a]
- Evershale - City[1a]
- Eversprings - City[1a]
- Isha's Circle - Shrine[1a]
- Mirror Woods[1a]
- Moonspire - Shrine[1a]
- Oakheart's Pyre - Shrine[1a]
- Silverglen[1a]
- Tor Sarior - City[1a]
- Winterwood Palace[7a]
Trivia[]
Avelorn's name is likely a play on "Avalon," the island from real-world Arthurian legend where King Arthur is believed to still lie in wait until Britain needs him once more.
Sources[]
- 1: Warhammer Armies: High Elves (8th Edition)
- 2: Warhammer Armies: High Elves (5th Edition)
- 2a: pg. 36
- 3: Defenders of Ulthuan (Novel) by Graham McNeill
- 4: Sons of Ellyrion (Novel) by Graham McNeill
- 5: Sword of Caledor (Novel) by William King
- 6: Uniforms & Heraldry of the High Elves (Background Book)
- 6a: pg. 60
- 7: Bane of Malekith (Novel) by William King