A commission by Somersalting.



The last bastion of the elves sits in the calm heart of a frozen lake. In the din of everwinter, one can hear the gentle breath of running water and the cracking shift of ice within and around the sky-fallen land. Nestled beside fires and magical springs, the denizens look to the stars which once were their home. In this winterscape sanctuary, will they ever know the true feeling of home again?



(To commission your own map, contact me @RuGrimm on Discord)