The Garden of Eldan and Cymoril.
“Where bindweed and briar entwined splintered marble, buildings of captivating beauty had once stood. Today only the ruins of the baths and elven statues remain, testifying to the past splendor of the place.”

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The Garden of Eldan and Cymoril.
“Where bindweed and briar entwined splintered marble, buildings of captivating beauty had once stood. Today only the ruins of the baths and elven statues remain, testifying to the past splendor of the place.”
Asari Justicar
The forest outside Loc Muinne.
And the Blue Stripes, in the world beyond, are laughing.
His Royal Majesty King Foltest was certainly an exceptional persona when compared to the other crowned heads of the time. This King of Temeria, Prince of Sodden, Sovereign of Pontar and Mahakam, and Senior Protector of Brugge, Angren, Riverdell and Ellander was a firm and decisive ruler— as, I suppose, one should expect from someone so abundantly titled. He was the kind of man who, when hit, made a sound suggesting he was forged of steel, and not molded of bird dung.
I'm Emhyr var Emreis. Spice merchant.
"What's this? Clad in hues of green, amidst shrubs he's seen, crouching on legs bent, catching flies to rend?"
"A bored scoia'tael waitin' in ambush?"
"Supposed to be a frog, to be honest, but your answer's better."