Disappearance of Elturel
The enseiged city of Elturel (which was under attack as part of the war of Scorched fields), which was well protected by their paladins (Called the Hell-riders) disappeared off the face of Toril.
Only a smouldering crater was left behind, and there is still much debate over what happened. The city was incredbily religious, and the dominant theory is that the Gods intervened with the city, possibly to save it from the encroaching Cormyn army.
Others believe that it was a desperate deal made by the Dukes of Elturel with an archdevil, and the city was taken into the nine hells.
In Art
The fall of Elturel led to a song written by an elvish bard who lived in Baldur's Gate, regailing the legends of the city:
O sing a song of Elturel
of water, woods and hill
The sun dawns on her ruddy cliffs
And fields green and still
This land of long-abiding joy
Home of the strong and brave
Renowned by all, across the realms,
And never once a slave
O sing a song of Elturel
When foes are at her door
Her fields torn by cloven feet
from some infernal shore.
Arise, the mighty hellriders!
Take up your swift, keen swords
then charge into the hellish fray
and scatter devil hordes
O sing a song of Elturel
and when the night does fall
Sleep safe beneath Compainions light
Until the dawn does call
We're bound by mortal covenent
That only ends by death
And so we'll sing of Elturel
Until our final Breath
of water, woods and hill
The sun dawns on her ruddy cliffs
And fields green and still
This land of long-abiding joy
Home of the strong and brave
Renowned by all, across the realms,
And never once a slave
O sing a song of Elturel
When foes are at her door
Her fields torn by cloven feet
from some infernal shore.
Arise, the mighty hellriders!
Take up your swift, keen swords
then charge into the hellish fray
and scatter devil hordes
O sing a song of Elturel
and when the night does fall
Sleep safe beneath Compainions light
Until the dawn does call
We're bound by mortal covenent
That only ends by death
And so we'll sing of Elturel
Until our final Breath
Date of Setting
1621
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