Onadbur
Onadbur is nestled in the heart of a dense, ancient forest. It was once a bustling metropolis, filled with the laughter of children and the music of bards. The elven architecture is intricate and ornate, with sweeping arches, delicate spires, and graceful bridges connecting the various districts.
But now, the city is abandoned and overgrown. Vines and roots have infiltrated the once-pristine streets, cracking the cobblestones and pulling down the buildings. The only sound that can be heard is the rustling of the wind through the trees and the distant cawing of ravens.
Despite its state of disrepair, the city is still hauntingly beautiful. A red moonlight filters through the canopy of leaves, casting a ghostly glow on the ruins. Shadows seem to dance along the walls, as if the spirits of the long-dead elves are still roaming the city.
Regardless of the reason for its abandonment, the city remains a mysterious and eerie place, hidden away in the depths of the forest and forgotten by all but a few.
Of key interset were the colleges of Arcane and bardic magics;
Power and intrigue, and control and song.
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