Kingdoms
Zaron
They walk the dunes. They listen to the wind.
Zaron is the desert kingdom of the Elves — a realm of dunes, scoured stone, and skies the colour of beaten bronze. Where the other kingdoms see only death, the Elves of Zaron see the patient hand of the Most High giving water out of rock and bread out of silence.
They walk the wastes barefoot when they can, and they listen. The wind is their oldest text. It carries the names of the dead, the warnings of the watchers, and the small mercies the Most High lets fall upon a country the rest of Milieu has written off.
To meet an Elf of Zaron is to be measured against the wind. What the wind has already said of you, the Elf will not need to repeat.
“We live where others see only death. The Most High gives, and we listen.”