Coastal Realms

Welcome to the Coastal Realms! You find yourself in a small Village, where thatched-roof houses cluster around a central square. The sounds of daily life fill the air - children playing, merchants calling their wares, and the distant bleating of sheep.

You gaze upward at the clear blue sky. No dragons are visible today, though local legends speak of ancient times when they soared above the elven kingdom. A flock of seabirds circles overhead, carried by winds from the distant ocean.

In this world, such powerful magic isn't readily available - especially in a simple village. However, your attempt draws curious stares from villagers. An elderly woman approaches, warning that the last time someone tampered with ancient magics, the elven kingdom fell to ruin.

The old woman leans on her wooden staff, her eyes distant. “The ruins in the forest tell the tale. The elves found an artifact of immense power, but their pride led to catastrophe. Some say the dragons vanished that same day. Want to know more?”

As you leave the village, the well-worn path leads to ancient woods. Massive trees loom ahead, their branches twisting together to form a natural archway. There's something otherworldly about the atmosphere - the air feels charged with old magic.

Following a faint path through the misty forest, you reach crumbling white stone structures. Elegant elven architecture, now overtaken by vines, still hints at former glory. Strange symbols glow faintly on some walls. Something feels… unsettling.

Warning: The ruins pulse with unstable magical energy as you begin. The glowing symbols suddenly flash brighter, and whispers echo through the stones. Remember the old woman's warning - this same kind of tampering led to the elven kingdom's destruction.