Roadwarden’s Rest
The familiar pearlescent glow of elven light cantrips glow like a beacon even in the dead of night within the common room of this inn catering to the fey elf races. Given the famous elven lack of need for sleep, patrons can be found at all hours reading tomes of ancient lore while sipping at rare wines, or debating wide-ranging subjects such as magical theory or long-term ecology over repasts of delicately seasoned venison and wild greens.
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