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Creasur

Allegiance
Island Realm Duchy Lord	Beluaterra Nothoi the South Calberian Arylon
Statistics
Type Weather Economy Population Gold Food	City South Plains Manufacturing, Trade 29166 1805 88

Nestled deep within the ancient forests of Beluaterra, the city of Creasur stands as a testament to human resilience. Strategically positioned at the narrowest point between the continent’s northern and southern regions, Creasur lies only a short distance from the Bay of Twillen to the west, and Sea of Sunken Enweil far to the east, allowing it to serve as a critical waypoint for trade. This has made the city a hub for both commerce and culture, as merchants from distant realms traverse its bustling streets, exchanging goods from all over the continent, and indeed the world.

The city's economy thrives on its diverse industries. Vast timberyards hum with the sounds of saws and hammers, fed by the dense forests that surround Creasur. Stone quarries in the nearby hills supply its impressive fortifications, while the fertile farmlands at the forest's edge provide food for its citizens. Skilled hunters and artisans contribute to a thriving market of furs, leather, and finely crafted goods, while administrative houses manage the flow of trade and taxes.

When the city prospers and is protected, it has been known to host a population north of 33,000 citizens. Yet Creasur's history is not only one of prosperity. Its thick stone walls bear the scars of countless sieges, for it has stood as a bulwark in both human wars and battles against the nightmarish hordes of the Netherworld. Kings and nobles have sought refuge here, protected by the city’s indomitable defenses. Though it has fallen to darkness and been overrun on multiple occasions, it has always been reclaimed by those unwilling to let it remain a symbol of despair. An old adage says of the city that "all roads lead to Creasur," which has been true commercially, politically and militarily for countless generations.

Those who dwell in Creasur believe that it will always endure as a beacon of hope and defiance against the night.

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+Nestled deep within the ancient forests of Beluaterra, the city of Creasur stands as a testament to human resilience. Strategically positioned at the narrowest point between the continent’s northern and southern regions, Creasur lies only a short distance from the Bay of Twillen to the west, and Sea of Sunken Enweil far to the east, allowing it to serve as a critical waypoint for trade. This has made the city a hub for both commerce and culture, as merchants from distant realms traverse its bustling streets, exchanging goods from all over the continent, and indeed the world.
+The city's economy thrives on its diverse industries. Vast timberyards hum with the sounds of saws and hammers, fed by the dense forests that surround Creasur. Stone quarries in the nearby hills supply its impressive fortifications, while the fertile farmlands at the forest's edge provide food for its citizens. Skilled hunters and artisans contribute to a thriving market of furs, leather, and finely crafted goods, while administrative houses manage the flow of trade and taxes.
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+When the city prospers and is protected, it has been known to host a population north of 33,000 citizens. Yet Creasur's history is not only one of prosperity. Its thick stone walls bear the scars of countless sieges, for it has stood as a bulwark in both human wars and battles against the nightmarish hordes of the Netherworld. Kings and nobles have sought refuge here, protected by the city’s indomitable defenses. Though it has fallen to darkness and been overrun on multiple occasions, it has always been reclaimed by those unwilling to let it remain a symbol of despair. An old adage says of the city that "all roads lead to Creasur," which has been true commercially, politically and militarily for countless generations.
-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.
+Those who dwell in Creasur believe that it will always endure as a beacon of hope and defiance against the night.
-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.