Doors of Mornir
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A small village at the base of the cliff where the Academy of Mornir resides. It is located in the now Falanor region of the continent, and it is known by their fierce spirit.
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Present at Doors of Mornir
Points of Interest
The Starlit Library
Owned by: Rutir
Once, robbers tried entering and stealing from this library, but Rutir ended up stopping the attack by herself. On the next day, a new student entered the Academy called Marra.
Florian's Independent Laboratory
Owned by: Mera Florian
Sometimes this place acts like a lab, other times like a small hospital. Either way, the Florians are well loved in the village and they know they can trust anything that can happen here. The experiments sometimes create harmless, colorful magical displays over the village.
Olifund's General Goods
Owned by: Robert Olifund
Part-time general store, part-time mayor's office. As the oldest family in Mornir, Major Olifund has been keeping the peace and handling all business in the village in a responsible and neutral way, just like he was taught.
Truk's Forge
Owned: Truk
The finely crafted tools and weapons created in this establishment sometimes hum softly with residual magic from the forge fires.
The Wishing Lantern Inn
Owned by: Vera Durmond
In this inn you can find bounties, information and a guild index. What you can't find is peace and quiet, since everyone gathers here daily for tales of day's work.
The Loom & Leaf
Owned by: Efran Moors
A small cottage at the edge of the village, this respectable establishment servs the highest of honors to create the uniforms and battle weaves of the many groups of adventurers founded in the Academy.
The Hollow Garden
Owned by: Sella Silvermourn
Flowers gently grow outside of this picturesque green shop. Some say that the flowers even glow more during moonlight.
The Cliffside Docks
Owned by: Garrin Holt
Old river songs and the smell of salt and magic hang heavy in the air. The small port is only used by navigation classes and small merchants
Stonebrook Farm
Owned by: Hessa Varn
These fields are touched by ancient blessings whispered in the wind, and some of the dairy that is sold on the inn is from this place.