For centuries the high elves and the wood elves have 
co-existed in an uneasy peace. The forest is rich in all 
resources save one, metal. What mines exist had been 
shared between the elves, with neither side claiming 
more than the other. Or so it had been. 

Now the peace has been broken. A strong force of 
humans have penetrated the forest and laid claim to 
the only source of metal nearby, and both elvish camps 
blame the other for their lax guardianship, or worse, 
co-operating with the humans. And to make matters 
worse your dark cousins have just established a strong 
outpost in the south. The time for words has passed. 

Now it is time for blood.