Ryst

The capital city of The Orothmuk Woods, and home to the Peace Conglomerate, Ryst is also the only settlement large enough to truly be called a city. Although miniscule in size when compared to some of Winyaeltal’s cities, Ryst is by no means stagnant, host to various festivals and traditions unique to the woods. Cobbled stone streets, paved into the mud and thick grass zigzag their way past wood houses, most with chimneys out of which a soft white smoke can be seen rising, from time to time. The heavy forest cover surrounding the city gives way to a less dense, if still haphazard foliage, comprising tall trees with twisting, gnarled branches from which pale yellow blobs hang that light up at night.

The Fraenil trees are special, in that they spread their seeds primarily via nocturnal animals and insects that flock to its branches, attracted to the warm yellow glow. Strange birds with majestic, brilliantly colored plumage chirp throughout the day, their feathers glittering in the sunlight. Little possum like creatures scamper around, carrying letters on their backs, squealing as they dodge past merchants pulling heavy carts, and Loxodon and Minotaurs, that tower over them. The twisting tree-like structure of the Observatory snakes off into the sky, past the tree cover.

The annual Svaldvarr Geherminen (known as the ‘Festival of The Nine Lilies’ in the common tongue) is truly a sight to behold. Celebrating the triumph of the God Sylvanus over the beastly demon Hriviere, it is in part a chance for merchants to peddle their newest creations, with the Orothmuk Fair drawing in crowds from all over the Feywilds. This year's festival quickly went south, due to a shadowy, demonic creature emerging from a portal and murdering forty or so people, injuring many more. It was only through the actions of a few adventurers that further tragedy was prevented.