Guardians of the Past
Elven Social Norms and Sayings
Elven Social Norms
In greeting elves will either nod, or slightly sketch a bow as a greeting among acquaintances, while friendlier greetings involve placing the right hand on the friend’s right shoulder.
An elf never meets eyes with a social better until acknowledged by that person, no matter their race. The directness of dwarves to stare hard into the eyes of those they greet unnerves many elves.
It is normal for elves to wear certain colors on special days. It can be traditional clothing, or sashes around the waist, or even ribbons on armor. The days are Midwinter (white), Greengrass (green), Shieldmeet (purple), Midsummer (red), Highharvestide (blue), and Feast of the Moon (silver).
Greetings and Farewells
“May a star shine on the hour of our meeting.” (greeting)
“Fair be our meeting, for our hearts are light and our swords sheathed, we hold peace in our hands and its light guides us.” (greeting)
“A True Friend, As The Trees And The Water Are True Friends.” (greeting of friends)
“Winds blow.” (Neutral greeting, indicating that chance has brought you together.)
“Sweet water and light laughter until next we meet my friend.” (farewell)
“My heart shall weep until it sees thee again.” (sad farewell)
“May you see Evermeet.” (blessing or well wishing)
“Before Selune began to cry.” (In the beginning; a long time ago)
“To walk familiar paths.” (to remember; to dwell in elven memory)
“The way of the sword and bow.” (The warrior’s code)
“His harp is unstrung, his sword grown dull.” (A dishonorable elf)
“The way of harp and song.” (The minstrel’s code)
“His harp is unstrung, his songs forgotten.” (A dishonorable minstrel)
“To see the wind” also “To hear the stars shine” (Are used when speaking of the recently dead. “When I heard the stars shine on my Father’s house, I wept bitter tears, for he was a blessing to the People.”)
“Thank you, Corellon, for guidance this night. May our arrows fly swift, may our blades strike true, may our spells smite our foes and shield us from harm. As the Seldarine will.” (Prayer to Corellon Larethian on the eve of battle)
“We remember cities now in ruin and forests murdered, yet still we sing to the stars and hope for renewal.” (Traditional Elven Lament)