Creasur
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| Region Details | |
| Continent | Beluaterra |
| Region Type | City |
| Geographic Area | South Plains |
| Population | 23541 |
| Economy | Manufacturing, Trade |
| Politics | |
| Realm / Duchy | Nothoi / the South |
| Local Lord | Calberian Arylon |
Description
n the heart of the Wohdichil forest stand the spires of Creasur, Capital City of the lands that surround her. The Emerald of the Woods in the middle of everywhere, shining as a beacon beckoning to all weary travelers and merchants as well as the elite of the world alike. Trees span as far as the eyes can see, the buildings stand as a testament to those from long ago. Making all envious of her resilience. She has suffered through willful destruction to rise again as the jewel she is, placed in the center of the world. Her people are those that know to enjoy and keep the splendor of a wonder have to work to keep the magic alive luring all types of artists, theologians craftsmen and wanders to experience the allure of being in the canopy of the woods. They are weathered by the attention they garner from their neighbors while at the same time welcome the adventurous soul. Many tales can be heard in the bustle of the city as merchants carry on their business, and the merry go about their lives.
Here is an interesting mix of stone and woodwork that are clearly built to stand the test of time and the ravages of war, yet seem as natural as if the buildings had grown out of the forest floor itself, always rising to the occasion. There is beauty and scars that show history in all the splendor that life really is. No wonder why the lands around her clamor for her attention, being one in the same.
The forest city stands tall as a monument to the testament of mankind and the Patron God Daishi which watches over the lands. In recent times Creasur as always carries a banner to honor those who have come before us and have gone, not for memory though. Creasur believes the past is the road to the future.
The main city road has various immeasurably large totems representing those who have given their lives for the good of us all. A Tribute to lives many can only hope to aspire close to. The tall monuments that line both sides of the road represent the spirit that has always been here and will follow throughout the ages. Inspiration for all to achieve the best one can become.
Upon the arches and city gables whether one enters the city or departs her company, can be read the Great Prayer uttered by followers of the way of life here:
Lo, there do we see our fathers.
Lo, there do we see our mothers.
Lo, there do we see our sisters and our brothers.
The line of our people back to the beginning.
They do call to us to take our places
Where the brave live forever.
