Afia

A jagged black spire towers dramatically above the forest floor, encircled by a ring of twisted, withered trees, their gnarled branches reaching out as if in warning. The Thorn hums softly, a resonant frequency that seems almost sentient, surrounded by crackling motes of magical energy that dance in the air like fireflies. This enigmatic location is steeped in forbidden history, said to be a remnant of a catastrophic clash between elven magic and a dark force from ages past. Despite the taboo surrounding it, brave rangers and druids are drawn to the site, seeking to hone their skills or uncover the mysteries hidden within its shadow.

A jagged black spire rising unnaturally from the forest floor, surrounded by a circle of withered trees, with crackling magical energy fizzing in the air against a backdrop of a dimly lit forest.