Chapter 367 Myth Drannor
There was a time when green and dense jungle stretched from the Sea of Fallen Stars to the north to the Land of Torment, and to the west through the Thunder Peak Passage, surrounding the rocky terrain of the Stormhorn Mountains.
The green shade of trees stretches across Dragon Bay, interrupted only by the occasional peak, the clearings created by fallen trees, and the scars left by fires caused by lightning.
In ancient times, dragons would occasionally visit the deep forest sea in the valley because the ogres, deer, bears and los beasts that infested the open rocky land to the west of the valley were dragons' favorite food.
With the decline of the dragon clan, the elves, the original gardeners of the forest, came here.
They built a landscape of divine beauty around Lake Seber. Near the elven tree in the north, they saw the miracle of the elven supreme god Corellon Larethian.
The elves established a settlement there - still known today as the Elven Court.
At this time, the ancient elven kingdom Cormanthor gradually prospered. During that time, the elves lived freely in their forests...
After 4,000 years of history in the Kingdom of Cormanthor, it was the era of the gradual rise of humans.
When humans took control of the edge of this once endless forest and began to cut down non-stop, forcibly opening roads in the quiet forest
The behavior of Xiao Xiao made the elves more and more angry. The loggers, adventurers and farmers who were too bold and penetrated deep into the huge green barrier of the ancient elven forest met their end under the arrows of the elves.
But the number of humans like insects is still coming like a tide.
One oak tree after another fell under their axes, followed by the shadow and sunset trees.
Finally, they brought their own swords and mages to deal with the elves' bows and arrows.
About -200 DR, scattered human farms and villages began to appear on the edge of Cormanthor.
Because the elves' resistance hindered the progress of logging, human colonies became scattered and isolated, rather than clearing forests and establishing large-scale settlements as they had done in Cormyr to the west and Sembia to the south. farm.
Eltargrim the Crowned Elf King foresaw that if they continued to fight endlessly against the human immigrants, they would eventually bring disaster to their people.
So, he began to formulate a valley agreement between the elves and the valley residents of the forest empire Cormanthor. Humans and elven mages worked together to build a standing stone in the center of Cormanthor to symbolize human and The two races of elves coexist peacefully.
In return for a promise not to continue cutting down the Cormanthor Woods, the ancestors of the Valemen obtained permission from the elves to settle on the edges of the forests where no giant trees grew.
It was also during this era, when the early valley people struggled hard to survive, that the elves in the Kingdom of Cormanthor became strong and confident.
In 261 DR, the Crowned One made a major decision to turn the elven city, the center of the kingdom, into an open city - Myth Drannor.
Myth Drannor welcomes the arrival of any race. This golden age lasted for nearly five centuries.
During this period, Myth Drannor reached unprecedented heights in art, craftsmanship, and culture.
The city of singing, Myth Drannor, is therefore known as a unique city in the history of the mainland.
The prosperity of Myth Drannor protected the people of the valley through the difficult early stages of development.
Unfortunately, the city was destroyed in 714 DR, which brought development opportunities to the people of the Vale that would have been impossible while the elven power still existed.
When Myth Drannor collapsed, few elves were able to escape from the demons, devils and dragons who gathered in the ruins of the city. The surviving elves could only take their remnants with them
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's treasure, magic and knowledge went to the nearby valley.
Today, despite the fact that the treaty is no longer effective, most people in the valley still abide by the principles stipulated in the treaty.
Tradition replaced the influence of the elven forces and became the main driving force for compliance with the agreement, so that it still effectively protects the borders of Cormanthor today.
Nearly half a century ago, during the great elf retreat, more than 90% of the so-called elves migrated to Evermeet Island or to the west. Only a small number of these elves continued to stay here, or migrated to the valley.
Afterwards, all that remained in this vast forest were the ancient ruins occupied by demons, a few elven settlements, and... the drow elves who returned to the surface.
The 'Great Elf Migration' left the Elven Court and many surrounding areas deserted.
Some drow families in the Underdark became eager to take action.
They first sent small reconnaissance teams, then larger armies, and then transported slaves and belongings here after they completely conquered the place.
The dark elves are migrating step by step to the depths of the Cormanthor forest, searching for the land where their ancestors once lived, and searching for the mystery of the high elven magic-mysterious locks...
However, with the coming of Eternal Gathering, With the emergence of the elven expeditionary force on the island, Cormanthor, including Myth Drannor deep in the forest, is being gradually recovered and trying to rebuild.
The ancient forest of Cormanzo.
The towering ancient giant trees cover the entire sky, and the only sight is the shade and greenery. As the Elf Expeditionary Force continues to expel monsters from the Cormanthor Forest, this ancient forest Gradually new vitality is exuding, and the huge guiding stones contain rich magic power, so Brian does not have to worry about getting lost.
Strictly speaking, Cormanso is a primitive forest area. After the elves moved here in ancient times, the forest was abandoned and became a paradise for monsters.
Now, with the arrival of the Elven Expeditionary Force, humans and other races have also gathered here because of the treasures of the Elven Court.
As a result, elves, humans and other races have established settlement sites with different population sizes. The forest roads connecting these sites, as well as the guide stones containing magic, are undoubtedly safe.
Because groups of pioneers spilled their blood in the forest, these guiding stones were activated and settlements were established.
Beyond the roads and settlements is an unknown and dangerous area. If adventurers travel here, they are most likely to be surrounded and killed by wandering drow on the way. Secondly, if they venture into the cemetery of ancient elves, they will also Killed by an elf ghost.
As night approaches, the elf city of Myth Drannor, which has not yet been rebuilt, is crowded with people and the atmosphere is noisy. At this moment, the city has once again become a bustling place, with elegant spiers standing above the tree line, and some structures on the outskirts of the city have been completely restored or replaced by other new buildings.
Currently, as the Elven Expeditionary Force drives out the monsters of Cormanthor, the only dilapidated city in this ancient forest is full of adventurers, mercenaries, and mercenaries trying to find gold in the Elven Court. For scholars of ancient Elven arts and magic.
Brian also saw that the temple of the Elf Lord Corellon had already been built to manage and maintain order in the city.
Other elven gods, such as the goddess of life Angoras, the winged elf goddess Adri, the forest god Rillifane, etc., have already begun to assist the Corellon Church in governing and rebuilding the city.
It can be seen from this that the elves are very determined to regain Myth Drannor and gain a foothold in the Cormanthor Forest this time.
Brian did not immediately choose to explore the Tower of Windsong in the depths of Myth Drannor, which had not yet been visited by elves. Instead, he chose to settle in an Elven Hotel.
Compared to the noisy environment of human and dwarf hotels, the Elf Tavern seems very quiet.
The beautiful elf waitress walked over gracefully. The green silk skirt she wore was very flattering. Her long golden hair flowed down, and her green eyes were filled with a friendly smile.
"Dear guest, welcome to the Tree Hole Hotel, what do you need?"
"Food and drinks." Brian tapped his fingers on the wooden table, "Please bring some Expensive signature food ”
After a while, a unique fruit platter, a pot of rich berry wine, steaming meat dishes and bread crusts were brought over.
"I wish you a pleasant meal." The female elf put down the food, glanced around Brian's body with her green eyes, and then walked away with a smile.
Brian sat at the original tree stump wooden table and tasted the sumptuous dinner served by the golden elf maid.
Since the Elven Expeditionary Force expelled the demon elves and drow elves of Myth Drannor, most of the elves from around the Cormanthor Forest have moved here, creating this prosperous scene in front of us.
After all, he had known for a long time that the elves could fully recover this area, and scholars from all over the continent would also gather here to study elven magic and crack the uncontrollable barriers.
A middle-aged male elf bard who believed in Corellon sat on a long board in the corner. After drinking some light fruit wine, he plucked the strings and chanted in pure Elvish language, praising Corellon for his work. A poem about blinding the orc god Gruumsh during the war.
Seeing that Brian couldn't get any useful information here, he finished his dinner, got up and went back to the hotel room to rest.
The next morning, Brian left the Transylvania Hotel and walked towards the depths of Mis Drannor.
As he moved forward cautiously, he could clearly feel that the closer he got to the Tower of Wind Song, the more gloomy the surrounding atmosphere became.
Brian even heard a low cry, vaguely there.
As soon as Brian reached the area of the Tower of Wind Song, a vigilant whistle came from the surrounding trees, and several male and female elf rangers stood on the branches.
One of the graceful blonde female elves, who looked like a golden elf, was wearing brown leather armor, with a black and gray cloak hanging behind her shoulders, and her whole body blended into the shadow of the treetops.
If the golden hair flowing out of the hood was not too dazzling in the dark, Brian wouldn't even be able to find his location immediately.
"This is the forbidden land of Mis Drannor. No adventurer is allowed to break in without permission." The female elf said coldly. Two elf rangers holding long swords and long bows followed a calf. Giant wolves, big and small, emerged from the shadows of the forest.
Brian did not explain too much, but showed the key to the Tower of Wind Song, a ring with a simple shape and engraved with elven runes.
"It's Ms. Silinxi's Ring of Wind Song." Seeing the ring, the female elf suddenly showed a surprised expression, and then said respectfully, "Then you should be the Lord Protector of the Kingdom of Cormyr."
"Please, Mr. Brian." The elf rangers moved out of the way, "We have received Ms. Silinxi's reminder in advance."
It seems that all this is calculated by Silinxi. Yes, Brian thought to himself, then nodded and walked towards the Tower of Wind Song.
As soon as Brian stepped into the range of the Tower of Wind Song, he heard a lonely voice ringing in the forest, singing a very sad melody.
The general meaning of the song is: tall trees grow in hidden clearings, under a tower that is not a tower, and are protected by guardians who hold the power of Mystra.
He looked stunned and looked carefully in the direction of the sound.
He saw a male moon elf ghost sitting on a rock, playing a sad song with his empty hands.
After realizing that the opponent was not very strong, Brian took the initiative to show up and walked over.
"Hello, excuse me." He said hello first, "I can hear the sadness in your songs, so I am curious whether you have lost something."
The elf ghost stared at Brian silently for a long time, shook his head slightly, and said slowly in a sad voice, "I don't know what exactly I lost. One night two days ago, I had a dream. I dreamed of a A mysterious stranger in green clothes told me about the theft of golden trees. This mysterious stranger wanted me to help him spread the news to the further areas of Myth Drannor."
Golden trees?
When Brian heard this, he immediately realized that the elf ghost was probably referring to another complete set of Nese scrolls in the legend.
"Dear adventurer, do you have a dream?" Just as Brian was thinking about the problem, the elf ghost said again:
"My dream begins with a man wearing green clothes. Approach me. He never says his name, but he is a golden elf. He is tall, fair-skinned, and has golden hair. He wears half a mask over his eyes and wears a dark coat over his traveling clothes. Wearing a green cloak and a pair of soft boots, he told me about the tree, which was a very special beech tree, as if he had been guarding this tree his whole life.
It is said that this tree is very special. The mysterious stranger did not specify what happened to the tree, but he made it clear that someone had stolen it.
Sounds weird, I know, but thankfully the tree wasn't dead, but had been stolen, and the mysterious man didn't say who took them, but he seemed to know. He seemed to want someone to come see the area where the trees were, someone more powerful than me. He asked me to sing the story to anyone who would listen. He looked very sad that the golden beech was missing. ”
(End of this chapter)