At the base of the mountain Llomvar, among the ancient, ivory barked, Waylan trees, lies the elven city of Ashra. Ashra is no ordinary place, it is a living thing. The city stretches up as high as the Waylan trees themselves, some 300 yards into the sky. Intricate, ornate, and indescribably beautiful, the elven dwellings grow out of the very trees. The city is a complex web, with level upon level of walkways stretching from one domicile to another. Everything curves and winds. Not a straight line can be found in that place.