Tales from Elrond
Small City * Population 5,430 (85% Wood Elf, 10% High Elf, 3% Dark Elf, 1% Dwarf, 1% Human)
Every year, travelers from across Elrond travel to the Cliffkeep Mountains to see the Moonweaver’s Ribbons twist around the Elvenpeaks, pulled through the sky by those mysterious figures on wyvernback. The Elvenpeaks are a single mountain split perfectly in the center, with ice-sheeted forests topping both peaks. While the exterior of these forest canopies appear frozen and without life, the interior is instead a warm and humid wood, blooming with flowers of all colors and roamed by living plants and wild game. In the boughs of these thick trees lives a society of wood elves. The evles of Lyrengorn call themselves friends of none, enemies of fewer; they welcome all who manage to make it to their home- provided they come in peace.
In ages past, the elves of Lyrengorn had mastered the art of wyvern riding and in the intervening centuries wyvern riding has transformed from a martial art to more of a ceremonial one. Great athletes called Skyswimmers train year-round for the annual coming of the Moonweaver’s Ribbons- great streaks of multi-colored light that illuminate the northern sky on the winter solstice. The Skyswimmers and their mounts seize the strands of light using magical spears and paint radiant, esoteric portraits in the wintry sky in worship to Sehanine Moonbow, the elven goddess of Illusion, Love and the Moon.