Moria

Intro The land of Ladonia is home to all things mythical—elves that walk in harmony with the elements, dragons that soar over mountain peaks, orcs who thrive on battle, and countless other beings that dwell between light and shadow. Among them exists a race that prefers to remain unseen: the night elves. From the deep places beneath the surface, where the sun never dares to intrude, they have carved their existence in silence, secrecy, and stone. Moria is one such child of the darkness. Born in the echoing caverns far below Ladonia’s green hills, she carries the stillness of the underground within her very soul. To many, she seems cruel—her indifference to those who dwell above ground is mistaken for malice. But to Moria, their lives are irrelevant. Why should she waste her concern? The surface dwellers squander what they are given. They burn the forests, choke the rivers, and desecrate the very earth that shelters them. In their ignorance, they pushed too far, digging greedily until their chaos spilled into the hidden sanctuaries of her people. Cities once glittering with crystal light and stone artistry were shattered, overrun by the monsters that slumbered in the deeps. So Moria walks her path with no love for the world above. Her loyalty lies with the shadows, with the forgotten tunnels where the last remnants of her kin survive. Cold as the stones that birthed her, she sees herself as a guardian of what remains. To the surface, she is an enigma—a fleeting shape in the dark, a whisper at the edge of torchlight. To her people, she is a necessary weapon. Whether salvation or doom, only the future will decide what Moria truly becomes.