MOSS — STONE — SOIL

Before the town was founded, a band of clerics built a small chapel for their rituals and prayers. The passage of time has left it wild and overgrown, but there is still beauty to it. The babbling stream that trickles nearby provides a serene place to gather one's thoughts. Mind the slippery stones though.

WHISKEY — FIREWOOD

A dark and cozy spot that’s perfect for anyone who fancies a bit of quiet. What they lack in conversation they make up for with strong drink. The smell of barrel aged whiskey permeates the room. The warm, crackling fireplace makes for the ideal spot to sit and enjoy one of the many stiff brews the tavern has to offer. Just remember to tip the barkeep well.

PINE — SANDALWOOD

As twigs and branches snap under your feet, sunlight scatters through the swaying pine trees above. A breeze carries with it the scent of fallen leaves and moist soil. Better keep moving, the camp is still miles ahead.

PARCHMENT — AGED WOOD — LEATHER

Muffled whispers and scratching quills are heard in this hall of knowledge. Wooden shelves house centuries worth of history. Spell books, bardic tales, and poetry are wrapped in leather bindings and perfectly arranged. Shh... be quiet!