From the Roots Came the Dyndi, the Story of the Dali o'Sedd.
It is believed that the elven races of Tir were once unified as one society of Dyndi. Though many years have passed and time has taken its toll on the people of the Dwytir. Now, the Dyndi take on many forms, each unique in form and culture. However, it is still believed by all the Dyndi of Tir, that in the beginning… there was only The Dwytir. The Dwytir is the mass of divine woodlands that encompass the entirety of Tir. Each tree, or Prental, of the Dwytir stood as an extension, a vessel, of the Dwytir. The Prental communicated with each other, keeping balance and harmony throughout all of Tir. Eventually, though, came terrible men of unknown origin, who sought horrendous deeds, such as to claim the soil of the Dwytir for themselves, and to chop the holy bark of the Prental. In agonizing response, the Dwytir cried out to the skies, a message of desperacy, as the land of Tir had failed. Soon, the call for help was answered in the form of a comet of tremendous size, radiating a tail of gorgeous color, as it soared across the ashy night sky. The comet sent a catalyst down to Tir, in the form of a crystalline wonder. It radiated valiantly, a sort of divine energy that compelled the settling men, bringing them forth. The catalyst had become known by the Dwytir as the Dali o’Sedd, or the Bringer of Balance. The Dali o’Sedd captured the willpower of all the men, bringing them into an unbreakable trance. It then proceeded to drain the life force of the invaders. As the men fell to their deaths, the Dali o’Sedd glew brilliantly. After many days or months, maybe years, the Dali o’Sedd continued to build tension within, until it eventually burst, sending a spectacular blast of energy throughout Tir, then fell dormant. As the Dwytir then continued to live peacefully, the comet overhead finally passed. Suddenly, after the passing of the comet, roots began to form over the eternally resting bodies of the men who once invaded. From those roots grew the Dyndi.