Hundred, if not thousands of entires come before this one; each detailing some minor happening or thought from domestic to things about the entire race. Then follows this one...

Sweet Elen'el; undoutebly out of my reach but such a catch she would be.

Easily twenty or more years later, after countless entires about each tiny little facet of this "Elen'el" from looks to personality comes this entry out of the blue...

Wed! We are wed, and so soon! The ceremony is completed and we are officially a married couple. Such a joyous day it is for me; I cannot believe such luck has been bestowed upon me. Thank you for your blessing Corellon, it will be honoured for all of eternity and you will be made proud.

This entry follows after a few more extremely joyous entires.

Humans. My sweet was A dark splodge of ink indicates the quill was pressed down fiercly; the rest of the entry is written in thick lettering due to a broken nib. raped by their foul hands. Disgusting creatures of a more despicable nature than the drow that roam the hells beneath our feet. Perceiverance; Corellon will give us our bearings and allow us to carry on. I will not allow those animals to take from me what I hold dear.

The very next entry...

Pregnant and by the hands of a beast. I have pleaded with her to rid herself of the child but she holds adamant. She seems to have lost all hope after that day. I cannot allow her to besmirch herself so; we do not even have children of our own! Corellon, do not abandon your faithful in their hour of need, I plead with you to drive sense into the head of my beloved.

The next entry is written with a firm hand, as if in resignation.

I now understand the teachings of Fenmarel Mestarine, the Lone Wolf. Treachery and betrayal comes from where we least expect it; our loved ones, our family and even, it would seem, Corellon himself. He has abandoned me at my time of need; Elen'el is set on keeping the child for some foolish reason. I understand what is to be done. I will repay her betrayal in a way that she will understand; a way that will force her to understand.

This entry seems to have come months, or maybe even a year after the last and continues with the firm handed writing.

It did not go according to plan at all. Such a pity. I smothered the child whilst it slept, I saw its face and almost lost heart but I could not allow such a foul animal to corrupt the pure blood of this family. Then, Elen'el walked in and started screaming and blubbering pathetically; she started to scratch and slap me. I drew my dagger and yet she continued. I could not abide such insolence from one who has betrayed the only thing I have asked of her. The blood poured forth in sickening gushes. Her eyes stared blankly toward me, but not at me; her view passed beyond me and into the void, into oblivion. There is no place for her kind in Arvendor. Either that or there will be no place for me. But no, I am not the one who would rather keep the child of a hellish coupling; I am the one who has set that problem straight, I am the one who has corrected her wrongs and the gods will know that even if the elders do not. They have tried me and decided execution is too clean an ending for one such as myself. I am to be thrown into a cave that is known to connect with the Underdark and sealed within. I feel strangely at ease with this judgment. Perhaps I will die within a few days, or perhaps worse. The Wolf will watch and see; I am not so foolish as to ask him to guard over me for I know his lesson would be to betray me.

Goodbye Elen'el. It was a pleasure to meet you.