The warm sunlight filtered through the ancient trees of Arlathan, casting dappled shadows on the cobblestone streets. Bajie walked with a sense of nostalgia, guiding Flea through the rediscovered city. The grandeur of the elven architecture, with its intricate carvings and towering spires, spoke of a time long past but now vibrantly alive again.
Bajie paused at the central plaza, watching her eyes widen at the sight of the majestic fountain, its waters dancing with magic. He explained how this place, once lost to history, had been meticulously restored by scholars and mages alike. The market stalls bustled with activity, filled with vibrant fabrics, intricate jewelry, and ancient artifacts brought back to life.
They moved through the city, Bajie pointing out the grand library, the restored amphitheater, and the sacred grove where the ancient trees whispered the secrets of the past. He shared stories of their ancestors, the lore of the Dalish, and the pride of the elven heritage now rekindled.
As they approached the food stalls, the air filled with the enticing aromas of freshly baked bread, roasted meats, and exotic spices. Bajie’s stomach growled, and he chuckled, guiding her to a stall with a generous spread of elven delicacies. They selected a variety of dishes—sweet honey cakes, spiced venison, and fresh fruits.
@Little Flea
Bajie paused at the central plaza, watching her eyes widen at the sight of the majestic fountain, its waters dancing with magic. He explained how this place, once lost to history, had been meticulously restored by scholars and mages alike. The market stalls bustled with activity, filled with vibrant fabrics, intricate jewelry, and ancient artifacts brought back to life.
They moved through the city, Bajie pointing out the grand library, the restored amphitheater, and the sacred grove where the ancient trees whispered the secrets of the past. He shared stories of their ancestors, the lore of the Dalish, and the pride of the elven heritage now rekindled.
As they approached the food stalls, the air filled with the enticing aromas of freshly baked bread, roasted meats, and exotic spices. Bajie’s stomach growled, and he chuckled, guiding her to a stall with a generous spread of elven delicacies. They selected a variety of dishes—sweet honey cakes, spiced venison, and fresh fruits.
Bit different from the old days, but then it’s got a new group running things here, sure us ancients are helping things, but it’s the new generation that’s leading, and doing a pretty damn fine job of things so far, in my opinion.He explained as he looked over the different foods.
@Little Flea
07-21-2024, 06:26 PM
