| NEW DAWN SERVER | BUILDING EVENT Theme: MAGIC PLACE | Creator: Chrismaboy "City Of Aravor"
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At the foot of the mountain lies the city of Aravor, once a thriving haven where thousands of wanderers and pilgrims came seeking wisdom from the Sacred Tree, now just a fragment of its former glory. The city leads upward in winding paths and terraces, culminating in the grand sky bridge—a marvel of stone and craft that spans the chasm between two soaring peaks above Pitfall Pass. The bridge, lined with temple gardens, whispers with tranquility and ancient secrets, while the great Temple of the Tree stands proudly at its end.
Legends spoke of the Tree as a being from another time, its roots woven deep into the fabric of the land, its branches steeped in memories of centuries past. Its leaves were known to glimmer with an otherworldly glow, drawing magic from the Exiled Lands to share glimpses of forgotten empires, myths, and wisdom through an enchanted looking glass. For centuries, pilgrims journeyed from distant lands, hoping for a glimpse of the past and perhaps a fragment of insight into their future.
But in recent years, the city’s paths have grown desolate, homes abandoned and the sacred glow of the Tree has began to dim. Whispers of corruption have trickled through the streets of Aravor, murmurs that those entrusted to protect the Temple—the acolytes and priests—had succumbed to greed. Though outwardly they kept the gardens pristine and murmured prayers to the Sacred Tree, they siphoned the Temple’s offerings into their private coffers, growing rich as the Tree’s magic begins to wane.
The Tree, attuned to the harmony of the land and the hearts of those who tended it, has begun to suffer. Its leaves once alight with vibrant hues faded to dull shades, its bark cracked, and the only light still oozing its magic is through the mycelium network still intertwined deeply with the trees’ roots. Those who sought its wisdom found only silence, a vast and unyielding emptiness.
Worried for his precious tree, and precious pockets, the high priest has entered into a millennia prayer ritual, barring any knowledge seekers from the temple grounds and ordering the acolytes to scour the temple scrolls and stars for a glimpse of knowledge to revive the magic once again.
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