i, I'm Farshot Deralis, a friend of the three brothers in this story.
One's a half-elf, one a darkelf, and one a dwarf. This is the tale of how
they are all brothers, yet are different races.

A darkelven woman and a dwarven man fell in love, and got married. They
lived in a small village near the bottom of a mountain. Not even a year
after they were married, a wandering human tribe came across the village and
ransacked it, killing almost all of the dwarves who lived there. Only a few
escaped, and the darkelven woman was taken prisoner. It was demanded that
the darkelven woman was to be the tribe leader's mistress. She was forced
to do whatever the leader asked, or she was whipped. After two years of
the leader having his way with her, she had a son.

The son was a half-elf because his mother was a darkelf and his father a human, of course. The darkelven woman always spoke to her son, telling him about her husband, her old village, and how she ended up where she was.

The half-elven boy grew up hating his father, and when he was fifteen, the half-elf boy killed his father and ran away from the mercinary camp with his mother, just taking a little food and some healing herbs. They returned to the mountain and discovered that the dwarves were rebuilding the village. The mother was excited, thinking that she would finally see her husband again. She asked to see him, and was scared when she found out that nobody had heard from him since the village had been ransacked. She wandered about the village in sadness for a couple months and her son, who loved his mother, couldn't bear to see her in such a depressed state of mind. Very soon after, he left the village to search for his mother's father.

Two weeks later, he returned dragging an unconcious dwarf behind him. His mother was delited to see him return, but when she saw the dwarf he was dragging she gasped. She said that the dwarf was her husband, but he was in terrible condition. Her son used all the herbs he'd taken from the mercenary camp to try to heal his mother's husband, and after a week of anxious waiting the dwarf woke up. He was verry glad to see his wife again, and asked her waht'd happened to her after the village had been ransacked. She explained it all to him, and after she was done she asked what'd happened to him. He explained that after the village was sacked and burned, he ran and had been wandering around the mountain and surrounding land ever since. When he'd heard about the village being rebuilt, he decided to come help. Along the way, he was hit on the head and nearly killed by some rocks falling off the mountain.

After a year and a half, the dwarven man and the darkelven woman had a son. He'd inherited his mother's height, pointed ears, and a skill for magic that was his mothers, but she'd never known she posessed it. The only way you could possibly tell he had any dwarven blood in him is by his chubby
stomach. A year later, the dwarf and the darkelf had another son. He was a short stout chubby man with pointy ears being the only inheritance he had gained from his mother. So technicly, their both half-elfs too, but they didn't feel like explaining to everyone they met that they were really half-elfs, they just decided to call themselves what they looked like, a dark-elf and a dwarf.

At the age of twenty four, half-elf son left the village to go to the landing hoping to find adventures, fortune, and glory. After eight years in the landing, he moved to Sol Haven because he thought the landing was too
crowded. Five years after that, the darkelven brother moved to the landing, and trained in the clerical ways. Two years later, the dwarven brother moved to the landing.

Currently, the half-elf, Sudayn Nivals, still lives in Sol Haven. The
dwarven brother, Razmodan Hanzer, lives in the landing. The darkelven brother, Lornos Angon, headed to Sol Haven to visit Sudayn, but he never got there. We hope someday he will return, or be found, but there's not much we can do.

Sudayn is a Rogue, who picks boxes and dosent steal. To this day, he carries
the knife that he killed his father with in his boot. Razmodan is a Warrior. Lornos was a cleric, and hopefully he can resume helping people someday.