Arglwydd, Void
As Celona gazed upon Arglwydd she noticed his form begin to change. In fact, his form became something close to her own, as though seen at a distance through murky glass.
"How did I choose their form, you ask? You, who's form changes at a whim? It was not I that shaped their dream, I merely planted the seed." The Dream Lord gestured broadly towards Atlantis. "Look and see how they now impose their own dreams upon the world."
Earth
Son of Dream, they called him, as he spent most of his life shaping the world to his dream. A dream of a united Alfar, spreading to all corners of Atlantis. The Alfar were at war. It began during the longest Cold of memory: three tribes joined together as one, led by Kurgin, Son of Dream.
This was the birth of the Alfar Imperium.
