Celyndor
Celyndor, the Verdant Veil, is a realm where forests stretch beyond the horizon, forming an unbroken wilderness of towering trees, tangled roots, and whispering leaves. Unlike the open plains of Vaelthar or the fertile riverlands of Delmora, Celyndor is a realm of deep, timeless growth, where life flourishes in layers, from the highest canopy to the darkest roots.
It is a domain of balance and patience, where the trees themselves hold the wisdom of ages, and every leaf, vine, and creature is part of a vast, interconnected web of life.
Geography
Celyndor’s landscape is dominated by ancient forests, where trees grow taller than mountains, and the land beneath them is hidden in perpetual twilight.
- The Canopy Expanse – A vast, unbroken roof of leaves and branches, where sunlight rarely touches the forest floor. - The Rootbound Caverns – Deep tunnels formed by colossal roots, where underground rivers and glowing fungi sustain hidden life. - The Whispering Groves – Enchanted clearings where the trees seem to hum with a quiet, ancient voice. - The Eldertrees – Towering trees, so ancient that their bark is as hard as stone, their branches forming cities within the canopy. - The Wildheart Glade – A sacred place where Kaelthorin’s presence is strongest, and the oldest trees still remember the first days of the world.
Climate & Atmosphere
Celyndor’s climate is humid and rich, filled with earthy scents, rustling winds, and the constant sound of life moving through the undergrowth.
- A Realm of Perpetual Green – The trees never lose their leaves, forming an eternal, living world. - Twilight Beneath the Canopy – The forest floor is cast in shadows, illuminated only by glowing fungi, bioluminescent creatures, and the occasional break in the trees. - The Ever-Present Whisper – It is said that Celyndor itself breathes, and that Kaelthorin’s presence is carried in the rustling of the leaves. - Seasons of Growth, Never Decay – Unlike other realms, Celyndor does not wither—it only changes, growing stronger with time.
The Spirit of Celyndor
Kaelthorin, known as the Verdant Warden, is the Ascended Spirit of Celyndor, embodying the eternal balance of the forest, the strength of deep roots, and the wisdom carried in every leaf.
- Kaelthorin does not rule—he guides. He is the force that ensures harmony, allowing growth, decay, and rebirth to continue in endless cycles. - Some say that his presence is strongest in the deepest parts of the forest, where his will shapes the trees and guides those who walk the untamed paths. - It is believed that to hear the whisper of the trees is to hear Kaelthorin’s voice, speaking across ages.
Mythology & Legends
- The First Seed – Some believe that Celyndor was the first land to bear life, its forests older than time itself. - The Rooted One – A legend tells of a mortal who listened too long to the trees, becoming one with the forest, his body turning to roots and bark. - The Song of the Leaves – It is said that the wind in Celyndor carries a song, one that only those with patience and wisdom can truly hear.
Connection to Other Realms
Celyndor stands between the open lands, the deep earth, and the flowing rivers, a place where life finds its truest balance.
- To the Open Plains of Vaelthar – Where the forest ends, the great meadows begin, rolling outward in golden waves. - To the Rivers of Delmora – The mighty trees drink from the rivers, their roots winding deep into the land. - To the Hidden Earth of Orrakar – Some say that the oldest roots of Celyndor descend into the canyon lands, bridging forest and stone.
Influence on Adaris
Celyndor is a realm of wisdom, patience, and the ever-growing cycle of life.
- Druids, rangers, and mystics look to Kaelthorin as the keeper of nature’s balance. - Woodland civilizations thrive in the high canopies, their cities suspended in the branches of colossal trees. - Legends say that those who seek true wisdom must walk the paths of Celyndor, listening to the whispers of the leaves.
"The Trees Remember What the Stones Have Forgotten"
A saying among those who honor Celyndor, reminding all that the past is written in the roots of the world.