Deep beneath the North Pole, entombed by ice, lie tens of thousands of years of secrets.
Secrets that, if they were to be revealed all at once, would surely shake the very foundations of the Human World.
The Elven scribes have carefully recorded both major and minor events throughout history — events that have shaped the story of the Earth from a time long before Humans rose to the position of power they hold today.
The High Council of Eleven Elders has informed me that the time has come to reveal some of these untold stories.
Centuries of habit have taught me to keep such things close to my chest.
But I am told that a new age is coming… an era of truth.
And so, I have been asked to do my part — to share the truth and wonder of forgotten times.
To tell those who wish to listen the stories of my past.
Tales that I have never before shared with another Human being.
I wonder if it is even possible for me to do as the Elves have asked.
As I sit here, my quill stutters its way across the page, pausing and hovering with uncertainty.
I have attempted to begin this story countless times already.
The only result being yet another crumpled sheet of paper cast aside.
I was given no guidance as to where I should start.
Only that our true history must remain untold no longer.
And so, once again… I attempt to begin.
I am a man who has had the extraordinary fortune to live a life that has spanned far beyond that of any ordinary Human.
A blessing, certainly… but one that brings with it its own peculiar challenges.
When I reach back into my memory, I must first pass through a dense fog that obscures and softens the many years that lie behind me.
Only with patience do those moments begin to come into focus.
Fortunately, I have always kept journals — detailed accounts of my life from the very first day that my adventures began.
It is to these pages that I shall return, as I attempt to bring these memories back to life.
As I begin to set these words down, I feel the weight of what I have been asked to do.
Am I recalling the truth as it truly was… or something reshaped by time itself?
I cannot be certain.
But I will do my utmost to tell it as faithfully as I am able.
After many false starts, I have finally come to understand that there is only one place to begin.
The beginning of it all.
The tale of how I became the man I am today.
The story continues within the pages of the book…
