Forgotten Realms

The Core of Mystryl is a hidden sanctuary within the very Weave of magic. It is not a plane like any other, but a bubble of reality suspended between the arcane threads of the multiverse. Here, time flows like a whisper, and gravity is merely a suggestion. Living libraries grow like trees, their books whispering as they pass. Stairways of light float endlessly toward impossible towers, and the skies are filled with shifting constellations—living runes tracing the flow of magic. In this place, every stone, every breeze pulses with arcane power. Formless entities—reflections of ancient wisdom or echoes of long-gone wizards—serve as tutors and companions. There is no pain, no fear; only the eternal wonder of a world woven by the Goddess of Magic to raise her child.

The Core of Mystryl is a refuge suspended within the Weave, a plane shaped by pure magic where reality and arcana blend gently. The landscape shifts with thought: soft meadows, flowing skies of light, and impossible towers coexist with gardens, study halls, and quiet spaces for rest. The structures adapt to the needs of their inhabitants, and everything—from the air to the light—vibrates with Mystra's presence. Beings of living magic served as mentors and companions to Byol, while endless libraries, enchanted kitchens, and spaces to play or meditate shaped his childhood. It is a world of beauty and harmony, where every corner sings with magic... but far from the chaos, pain, and truth of the mortal world.