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Elenathor

People of the Stars

Way of Life and Culture
The Elenathor lived not merely upon the land of Tathariel, but within it—woven into its forests, rivers, and skies as surely as starlight is woven into the night. Their existence, shaped by beauty and balance, unfolded as a quiet symphony where every element of life reflected their reverence for the natural world.  
Attire and Adornments
Clothing among the Elenathor echoed the world they walked through. Dyed in quiet hues of moss, bark, and stone, their garments flowed like streambeds through woodland paths. Embroidered patterns told stories of rivers and constellations, while necklaces of gem and shell whispered of mountain caverns and distant shores. Each piece was not simply worn—but remembered, honored, passed down.
“Even our cloth remembers the forest. It whispers of dewfall and rootshadow, if you know how to listen.”
— Elenathor weaver’s proverb
 
Agrarian Wisdom
Though often imagined as ethereal, the Elenathor's roots ran deep into the soil. In Eärmithalas, their heartland, they tended fields of whispering grain and orchards heavy with dusk-ripe fruit. In the mist-veiled marshes of Mórinaqua, the Nimrochith studied the secrets of root and resin, blending herbalism and alchemy with a quiet precision. These arts, passed in hushed circles beneath moonlit canopies, made healers of gardeners and stewards of seekers.  
Oral Traditions and Storytelling
Though their script traced graceful arcs across carved stone and parchment, the deepest truths of the Elenathor were carried in voice and song. Elders, seated beneath starlit boughs, wove sagas of awakening and loss, of kinship with spirits and the long memory of the land. These tales were sung with Lírilindë, the Song of Enchantment—an art that blended language, music, and presence into a single living thread, stirring vision in even the stillest heart.
“Truths written may fade. Truths sung take root.”
— Aelinor, memory keeper of Eärmithalas
Art and Craftsmanship:
The Elenathor's artistic expressions resonated with the beauty of their surroundings. Intricate wood carvings adorned their homes, depicting scenes from their history and the spirits of nature. Craftsmen harnessed the essence of Ciryathanor, the Jewel of Power, to infuse their creations with magic. Masterful tapestries, ceramics, and sculptures adorned their cities, each piece embodying their reverence for the world around them.  
Connection to Magic:
Magic was more than just a tool for the Elenathor; it was an intrinsic part of their daily life. With Lírilindë, they communed with the spirits of nature, weaving spells to heal, protect, and communicate. This mystical art was not limited to the learned; it was shared among the tribes, fostering unity and understanding of their shared heritage.   In essence, the Elenathor's way of life was an exquisite symphony of harmony, where their existence was inextricably woven into the fabric of their world. From their attire adorned with the hues of nature to the enchanting melodies of Lírilindë that resonated in the air, every aspect of their culture celebrated their connection to the land, the stars, and the spirits that surrounded them.
The Welcoming of Spring
  Held during the first thaw of Eärmithalas, this festival celebrates renewal, fertility, and the blossoming of life. Elenathor communities gather in wild meadows, wearing fresh garlands woven from the first blooms of the season. Laughter and music fill the air as dancers circle stone rings, and children hunt for star-shaped seeds said to bring luck when planted.
The Festival of Night
  Celebrated on the longest moonless night, lanterns are strung from trees and rooftops, flickering like stars fallen to earth. This festival honors memory, dreams, and the silent guidance of starlight. Storytellers gather around fires to sing tales of loss and longing, while others release lanterns into the sky, each representing a wish or a farewell.
“Let the stars hear what we cannot say.”
— Whispered before lantern release
Harvest Moon Festival
  Held at the height of autumn when the moon glows round and golden, this festival marks the end of the growing season. Communal feasts are laid upon long tables in the open air, where neighbors share roasted fruits, braided loaves, and honeyed wine. Offerings are left beneath ancient trees to thank the land—and to remember those who tended it.
“The harvest is more than grain. It is memory, promise, and kinship.”
— Inscription on a ceremonial bread-stone


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