Rovain: When Tolkien wrote about the elves, he wasn't too far off. But he'd never met an elf in his life. His writings were based off of the Norse Alfar.
Sean: So... does that mean that elves met Germanic peoples?
Gina: It was an accident.
Kevin: An accident that helped give rise to one of the most over-used elements in modern fantasy.
Sean: So... does that mean that elves met Germanic peoples?
Gina: It was an accident.
Kevin: An accident that helped give rise to one of the most over-used elements in modern fantasy.
The elves did not appear, because appearing had the implication they had not been previously there. They had been, they’d just decided that Creation would not be able to see them. That was the way with the older elves: they decided what rules applied to them. They could not ignore more than one, but that was usually enough. Besides, she would not put anything past these two: they had been old before they’d ever set foot on Calernian soil. Few people would have called the two Emerald Swords beautiful, she decided. By the standards of humans their faces were too long and angular, their skin so perfect as to seem almost marble and those wide eyes filled with so much contempt it was nearly a physical thing. They were tall and slim and terrible to behold, like a coldly shining star. The one on the left was called Dawn and the other Dusk. They were both men, not that she could have figured it out from looking at them if she had not already known. The Bard let out an obnoxious whistle.
