Rise of the Thrall Lord
The last home of the ancient Grey Elves on Thac, Cairthrellon is a mystery to the outside world. Songs say that Cairthrellon is beautiful, enchanting and ever changing.
The final magic invoked by the last king of the the Grey Elves before his death five hundred years ago awoke the spirit of the forest in defense of the city. As the Grey elves retreated west to Cairthrellon, the forest swallowed both the Blackguard armies that pursued and all roads to the city itself.
The curse of Galinthrae still rages through the forest today. If anything it has grown stronger, and even elves must travel with care and in small groups when outside the city to avoid awakening its wrath.
Cairthrellon itself is spread across hundreds of acres of forest valleys. Protective wards mark the perimeter of the forest city. But crossing the line of rough hewn monolithic pylons engraved with mystic runes is the only change that most would notice at first upon entering the city. Gradually as one travels the barely visible pathways within the city, one will begin to catch glimpses of the ancient elvish art and architecture that imbues Cairthrellon with the spirit of the long lost age of Kitharra.
“Imagine walking through the forest and finding cascading waterfalls, secret glades, green shaded arbors and grottos as sad quiet music plays across the moonlit meadows. As you continue to wander, you come across unexpected but beautiful statues, enchanted thickets, and sparkling fountains that seem to spring randomly from otherwise placid ponds. You can hardly see the houses as they meld to become part of the landscape, and in the center of all of this you find a keep of translucent quartz that changes colors with the seasons.” —Glolindir Arshatheriat Eodin