Ruler of the Shadow Elves, those who remained in the ruins of the once fabulous and legendary Northern Sarvonian elven city of Fá'áv'cál'âr, now a haunted and cursed place known as the Water Marshes. Avásh'aelía was chosen Queen as a sign of rejection and independence from the other elven tribes and the High Avá'ránn. Though not inherently evil, the Shadow Elves are intricately bound to Coór, and are known for their unwavering neutral stand on the machinations of the Eophyrhim tribe who has futilely sought an alliance with them against the Light Elves for centuries.

Picture description: The notorious Bone Queen, ruler of Fá'áv'cál'âr after its fall. Picture drawn by Enayla.

Also known as the "Bone Queen" among the other races, she was born and named Avásh'aelía, meaning the "Wind Eye" in the elven tongue. Her origins are lost in the antiquity of time although one popular myth has credited her to be the baby torn from Kalara's womb during her death throes and younger sister to Sohlim, he who will later take on the name of his father, Saban, and who founded the Eophyrhim tribe.

Another lore has Avásh'aelía as the daughter of Kásh'áv'taylá, then Empress of Fá'áv'cál'âr during the years before the Great Sundering. It is said that she stood by calmly and did nothing as she watched the Goddess of Death decapitating her mother for the latter's sacrilegious preaching against the other Gods.

But whatever her birthright, what is known was that, after Saban the First's death, she emerged from the destruction of Fá'áv'cál'âr by the Gods and became an instrumental figure in the driving out of the other races and regaining temporary control of the devastated city for the elven race. Through her cleverness in tactical warfare, she kept the walls of Fá'áv'cál'âr unbreached against the continuous siege by the other races. Her ferocity and bloodthirst in battle was notorious and caused unease among some members of her fellow elves even though it was a period of intensive warring, when atrocities were common. Still, victory was paramount for survival, no matter how it was achieved, and therefore only a handful of elves murmured in distaste and revulsion when Avásh'aelía came back to Fá'áv'cál'âr one day, after a particularly bloody border skirmish with the enemies to the west of the city, with a sack-full of mutilated orcish and human body parts. After stripping the flesh away, she fashioned herself an armour made out of the bones, hardened ten-fold through magic, and became known and feared as the "Bone Queen" among the enemy camps.

During the end days of the Final Wars, she met with Us’gar Loc’um’rak, the orcish general who betrayed and murdered Saban the First, and fought with the orc unceasingly through three days and nights. It was said that the surrounding countryside resounded constantly like thunder raging as the sound of their blades blasted each other and the ground was stained red with the spilt blood from the elf and the orc's combined wounds. On the morning of the fourth day, though injured greviously herself, Avásh'aelía managed to gain the upper hand and at last delivered a final deathblow to the orc general and gained revenge for Saban the First's murder.

When Fá'áv'cál'âr was abandoned by the races, the Bone Queen accompanied Sohlim, now known as Saban the Second, during the elven migration to Southern Sarvonia where apparently they had a furious disagreement during a stop at the Hovel Frond Forest. Of what they quarreled over was also not recorded in the history books but it was highly likely that Saban was disturbed by her ambitious nature and wanted to exile her for fear that she would ursurp his position one day. When Saban resumed the journey further south where he eventually settled in the Paelelon, she remained in the forest for some time before returning back again to the devastated city of Fá'áv'cál'âr.

She single-handedly united the scattered pockets of elves who chose to remain in Fá'áv'cál'âr, becoming ruler of a ghost city and there she remains until this day. Those foolhardy enough to dare venture into the Water Marshes are inevitably found dead, their bodies unimaginably twisted into impossible shapes of hideous pain, or else driven hopelessly insane. One legend says that if you gaze long enough into the eye of one of these poor gibbering idiots, you will see, not your own reflected image, but that of a beautiful ivory-haired, dark-skinned elf woman, dressed in a blood-stained gown. And upon her head rests an intricate crown carved out of bones...