Spotlight: Silphenor and the Sack of Anarthos

The time following Daemoth's banishment is not recorded. The elders of Irrachost speak vaguely of the Days of Stars, when the heavens stood absent of the sun and unwelcome things came to dwell on Vinramar. Sowm's death, they write, irrevocably tarnished her creations and fated the remaining worlds to ruin.

But Jharus, hoping to salvage what survived, formed a new world to replace Salvendum and set it in the heavens. The elders tell that he bound himself eternally to the High Seat there so that its light would never dim again. The jharethil he tasked to protect Vinramar in his absence. With their father in exile, Daemoth's sons divided his dominions, establishing tribes and kingdoms to rival the jharethil's.

The earliest recorded histories remember a jhareth named Silphenor who rose to prominence as a high priest among his people. While traveling west Silphenor came upon the ruined tower of Maromutalcoth, its valleys blanketed in the bones of the second brood of Daemoth. Far off in the Darkplane, the great rock that held Daemoth's imprisoned spirit collided with something, sending a hail of stones plummeting to the surface of Vinramar. Whether by design or chance it is not known, but in the moment that Silphenor approached the tower, the stones of Daemoth fell to the ruins about him and overthrew his mind.

Silphenor returned to Anarthos in a tempest of murder. Hearing of the oathbreaker’s bloody work, Loragg hastened there to find him in battle with Forlortha and many hundreds of the jharethil. In a haunting echo of Jharus slaying the brood of Daemoth at Maromutalchoth, Silphenor alone besieged Anarthos, massacring its people in a thirty year siege. In those years he never ate or rested. He alone butchered its armies and scattered the jharethil to the coasts of present-day Arrochule.

The siege ended with a desperate struggle in the highest chamber of deserted Anarthos. Loragg was slain and cast bodiless back to Mardelthwaide, leaving Forlortha alone to withstand Silphenor. Seeing no other hope, she wrenched a part of the stones' influence to her own mind. With its will divided, Daemoth's enmity dissolved from the stones, but the fracture drove Forlortha and Silphenor mad.

In deranged flight from the ruins, Silphenor let fall the eight stones of Daemoth and they were scattered across the West. Little is told of him from that time, but some whispers tell that he fled into the Darkplane where his madness was seen as wisdom.

Forlortha fled formless to the world Iltallach, which she now claimed as a refuge for herself and her children. A great tree sprang from the rocky desert to house her spirit, and beside it she raised two gates to Vinramar—one opening in Orucolantra and another in Talanbir. Over the following centuries the fey children migrated to Iltallach in droves, where they tended the obstinate stone until water and life filled the deserted world.

The madness of Forlortha estranged her from her husband Loragg, who searched Iltallach for her in vain, not perceiving that the deranged malice within the tree was his wife's own spirit. This malice began at once to poison the land of Iltallach itself, making its people wanton and cruel. Elsewhere are told many tales of the mad elves and their dealings with the mortals of Vinramar.

From The Stonewar: An Assembled History by Bram Genning