The Elves of the Mistwood had lived in peace and prosperity for centuries untold. Encroachments on their forest were far and few between. It rarely amounted to more than the occasional goblin raiding party. The peaceful times were not to last though.
The human tribes which only a few centuries ago were nothing but primitive savages, living in small huts, barely able to sustain themselves. Thier drive and tenacity was something to behold. Within a century the small village had gone to small towns, to bustling cities. Within another century the human cities had merged to form a vast empire.
The human emipre had an unquenchable thirst for conquest and expansion. Eventually their encroachment even reached the shrouded borders of the Elves sacred forest. The humans werw still superstitious, and wary of the mysterious Elves. They knew all too well how deadly the Elves could be with their powerful spells, and expert archers who could cut down a man from afar without ever being seen.