[[The Western Realm]] devours itself. The city states of men continue to grow unbounded. Their great industries spewing smoke into the air, their network of roads cutting ever deeper scars into the earth. In response, the [[Elf|elves]] of [[The Coldwood Shade]] retreat deeper into their forrest, sheltering against the winds of the progress of men, waiting out the storm to some dark end. Not all of the [[Elf|elves]] take this stance though. There are small, nomadic conclaves of elves who live separated from their people, traveling the realm, resisting the rising tide of industry. ## Notable Members - [[Eilenar]] - [[Eithion]] - [[Faolin]] - [[Imoien]] - [[Mistriel]] - [[Syleniev]] - [[Thirial]]