Sign Up! Guide Forums Archive LOG IN USERNAME: PASSWORD: Forgot your password?   Click here to register! Or, you can Options IRC-Chat Donate Credits Contact Privacy Policy Link to Elveron phpBB skin Online strategy games Round Info The round has not yet begun. Interesting Links Free MMORPG Games TopRacers F1 Manager Browser Based Game Experienced gamers reference the online casino bluebook for ratings of online gaming sites Welcome to Legends of Elveron the unique free online strategy game where you strive to become a legend yourself! Join either the forces of good or evil, choose between 12 different fantasy races. Pick one of 6 unique faiths all linked to the various races. Each race offers different opportunities to rise to the top. Fight alongside your friends, against your enemies, bringing glory and fame to your kingdom. Find heroes who join your cause and lead your armies! All you have to do is to sign up... New Round! Round 3 is about to start in 64 hours! Everyone that played last round has to re-register! Please sign up for the new round now! It's not too Late to join the fun! For more information please check the announcement section in the forums. Obtain Immortality! Every winner of the land ranking has their chance to design and add their very own unique hero to the game! It is also easy to suggest improvements and changes in the suggestions forum. The Legends of Elveron administration listens to player suggestions! Active Cheater Detection and Elimination! Alliances, Multis and Cheaters are not welcome in Legends of Elveron. Automated and manual cheat detection systems keep multis and cheaters at a minimum! All this so that you can enjoy a cheater free strategy game. Totally Free Game! Legends of Elveron is a totally free strategy game played through your web browser. No downloads are required. The best of all is that there are no pop-ups, no auto-installs and very few standard, yet non intrusive, banners in the game. This makes Legends of Elveron the perfect choice of online strategy game if played from work or school! If you like the game, please feel free to donate a small sum. Extensive Historical Database! Legends of Elveron keeps detailed records of your kingdom's growth -- this differs from most online games. Access your kingdom history one -- three -- or even maybe 10 rounds from now! Please have a look in the archive. The Current Storyline His being is seared into my mind, more intense than any burn I could conjure, but nowhere close to the pain he embodied. I will thus relate his tale, to soothe these flames. I first encountered Odgand around the end of the Age of Despair. I and the rest of the Flameweaver mages were commanded to instruct the Orc Shamans on how to expertly Flameburst our enemies. And so we left in groups of ten to the strongest Orc kingdoms in Elveron. My group arrived in the kingdom of Vishous, though we could have mistaken ourselves for landing in a nightmare. Hundreds--soon to be thousands--of terrible creatures were wallowing in torture. Shaman were the chieftains of the kingdom, yet they were seen only in battle-time, preferring to dwell in their huts, where they conducted rituals that no other Orc knew about--or, possibly, would talk with other races about. And so the Bloodblades were de facto rulers the rest of the time--what a putrid mess that was. While they weren't inflicting wound after wound on each other or tearing apart Farm livestock for their latest meal, they were looking for a Thug or Lackey to sodomize--female Orcs were not permitted to live in the campsites. Blood--not red like the Humans' but a blackened clot--coated the food, the ground, and most of the living beings. Amidst this brutality was Odgand--darker than the usual Orcs, soot-like, while his tribal tattoos somehow glowed in their blackness. His scar was nowhere to be seen--from what he later told me, only concubines would see it. His piercings were filled with rings where trophies of his victims hung, fingers and eyeballs mostly, preserved in certain Shamanistic herbs. Yet it was his own eyes that moved me--as we stepped toward each other, I fell deeper and deeper into them, until I was there: at his life's beginning, where inconceivable pain conceived a being who would pain Elveron until his end. Copyright © 2003-2010 by Ulf Frisk and Anders Bergvall. Elveron.com is operated by Anders Bergvall.