Then came a great divide, when avarice, jealousy and malevolence boiled over and forever tore apart their civilisation. Long ago, the near-immortal Elves were a single race, united in outlook. "If they shall not bow to me, the rightful ruler of Ulthuan, then I shall see each tower crumble and every soul scourged in pain until they beg for my rule."
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