In the lands of Felwithe, once a young high elf princess happened upon a trembling child in the woods of the Lesser Faydark. Showing pity, as high elves are not known for demonstrating, she took him in and named him... Izaeldore. Being blood of nobility, she knew she could never let it be known that she was caring for an illegitimate high elf. One day there was an attack on the town of Felwithe by two terrible dragons. She floated Izaeldore on a clod down the stream, praying for his safety... She was soon scorched by the seering breath of one of the dragons... Izaeldore, however, floated off unnoticed.... Much of his past and his upbringing remain a mystery and a blur. he but remembers being taught the ways of magic. He wanders the lands of Norrath searching for answers about his past... And his destiny.