The City of Ilhaen The gates of the city rise high above you. White walls glisten under the dying flame of an evening sky, and the denizens within the walls busy themselves with preparations for the pending night. Merchants, traders, beggars, and fellow travelers are all gathered to this spot, lingering about the city entrance and attending to their own business before the iron door is shut fast. Ilhaen, abode of men and legend among seafarers and sojourners, serves as a crossroad for many different paths, a title which lends itself to the secrets, shadows and strangers attributed to cities. How many others have stood before the walls, gazing as you have into the mouth from which trickery and thievery, grandeur and adventure have all proceeded? Such questions occupy your thoughts as you take up your gear, look at the road behind you once more, and step through the gate... Welcome to Ilhaen.
The Valley You stand upon the brink of the mountain. Gently rolling hills spread either way from Alark as wings from an eagle, and beyond that the plains and wildlands unfold. Every leaf, every shrub that grows in these lands has revealed it's heart to the sun, colored with all the brilliance and beauty of springtide. Grasses sway, the river twists and writhes in a cage of earth, and the land sings down the rain. Standing here, it is now that you recall the days of your youth, when you first heard the old tales, tales of valor, courage, and honesty; tales of a herd that dared challenge the wind, of hidden strengths, of horses that roamed freely, bound only by their promise to forever shine. But are the legends true? There is only one way to find out... Welcome to the Valley.
The Woods of Eldrin You walk along the old paths of the forest; thrushes dart throughout the branches of the canopy, and a few hares can be seen running amongst the ferns. Streams of sunlight break the leafy shroud above your head, lighting your way over the thick underbrush and occasional fallen logs. A graceful silence follows you, as a hushed wind or muted song, here tugging at your cloak, there whispering in your mind, a silence broken only by water on stone in some distant life. Memories flood back into your heart of trees, and springtime, and river dances and... Elves. Although the forest appears empty, it also, somehow, seems teeming with life... Welcome to Eldrin.
Black Crest Mountains You wrap your cloak tighter about you as you continue to trudge through the small, muddy puddles of water. A bitter rain falls, and you shiver from the cold. Your clothes cling to your skin, which makes walking on the beaten mountain path all the more difficult. You recall that it was only one day ago when you set out on your journey. Your prospects of adventure and fame had quickly dissolved into longings of nothing greater than food and a warm bed. Your thought strays back to three days before, when you had listened intently to the tales of dragons and gold hidden far below the mountains. The thought of this strengthens you to pick up your pace, and you wearily march on... Welcome to the Black Crest Mountains.
Other Realms Beyond the realms so well known and oft spoken of are lands unimagined. Forests, mountains, seas, valleys, cities of elves and men - all lie on the outside of the known world, and none have ventured there save a few brave explorers. Come and join us as we explore the lands beyond.
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