| |caption = The ghosts of the Elven Empire whispered in the eaves of every town, city, and tribe | | |caption = The ghosts of the Allorn Empire whispered in the eaves of every town, city, and tribe |
| |text = The Altalar, as [[Ailor]] call them, or Est-allorn as they call themselves, are the oldest and most graceful of the [[Nelfin]] Races that still roam [[Aloria]]. The Altalar have a lengthy history spanning more than 3000 years, during which they ruled the known world. It is a long and proud one, broken slowly over time by a combination of their crippling arrogance and the oppressive weight of external powers and arcane disasters. The Altalar once ruled over many other Races, enslaving them to their will with [[Magic]] and creating a legendary civilization which sought to equal the [[Seraph]] in glory. They are the most gracious, skilled and venerable of all the Races, yet for each of their glories and assets, they bear equal susceptibilities to the vices of pride, depravity, and self-satisfaction, hidden well behind exquisite facades. Although the world has moved past their glory days, the Altalar continue to try and hold onto the crumbling remnants of their [[Allorn Empire]] with stalwart determination and reverence for their history that can match even [[Unionist]] zeal. While the horrors of the [[Wildering]] and the [[Void Invasion]] are still fresh in their memory, renewed faith and determination as well as mortal heroes carrying the charge have given the Altalar new hope that their Race is not a fading one, and that they might yet one day overcome the usurping Races and retake the [[Crown of the World]]. | | |text = The Altalar, as [[Ailor]] call them, or Est-allorn as they call themselves, are the oldest and most graceful of the [[Nelfin]] Races that still roam [[Aloria]]. The Altalar have a lengthy history spanning more than 3000 years, during which they ruled the known world. It is a long and proud one, broken slowly over time by a combination of their crippling arrogance and the oppressive weight of external powers and arcane disasters. The Altalar once ruled over many other Races, enslaving them to their will with [[Magic]] and creating a legendary civilization which sought to equal the [[Seraph]] in glory. They are the most gracious, skilled and venerable of all the Races, yet for each of their glories and assets, they bear equal susceptibilities to the vices of pride, depravity, and self-satisfaction, hidden well behind exquisite facades. Although the world has moved past their glory days, the Altalar continue to try and hold onto the crumbling remnants of their [[Allorn Empire]] with stalwart determination and reverence for their history that can match even [[Unionist]] zeal. While the horrors of the [[Wildering]] and the [[Void Invasion]] are still fresh in their memory, renewed faith and determination as well as mortal heroes carrying the charge have given the Altalar new hope that their Race is not a fading one, and that they might yet one day overcome the usurping Races and retake the [[Crown of the World]]. |