- Joined
- Nov 29, 2011
- Messages
- 13,269
- Reaction score
- 1,194
Tirisfal, the Citadel and sanctuary of the Guardian, lies on the northern most border of Lothlorien. Its haunting beauty could be seen throughout the land. The people living nearby, in the village of Brill, and the Mills that were spread across the land, would forever be in the presence of this magnificent structure. In Tirisfal, Magus Medivh lived in the dark corridors and hallways, his time mostly spent in the enormous library, spanning several rooms and stories in the tower. The great oak door, the entrance to the tower, had a charming dark brown color, with a large golden brass handle. The door led into a large dimly lit hallway, wioth dark wooden floor, the walls were clad with ancient paintings, and the floor decorated with a massive red carpet. The hallway lead straight into the library.
Medivh was by now up in his age, he spent most of his time studying, reading the books and parchment found in the library. Most of these books and parchment were older than most things found in the land, and even the slightest of mistake could cause them to crumble into dust. The unsuspecting Medivh was sitting by one of the desks in the library, near the entrance, gazing into an old book he had found, the book cover reading; War of the Ancients: The Well of Eternity.
Medivh was by now up in his age, he spent most of his time studying, reading the books and parchment found in the library. Most of these books and parchment were older than most things found in the land, and even the slightest of mistake could cause them to crumble into dust. The unsuspecting Medivh was sitting by one of the desks in the library, near the entrance, gazing into an old book he had found, the book cover reading; War of the Ancients: The Well of Eternity.