Koirezune

Koirezune is the capital city of Khelt, named so after the city Khelta was born and raised in.

Notable Landmarks

The palace of Khelt is in Koirezune. It has been worked on by the best masters of generations. Lately, Drevish was contracted to work on it, which certainly speaks to his talent and skill. He'd done away with the terrible, old 'woven gold' design and expanded the palace with flowing walkways, in the style of Wistram and Lizardfolk cities. Reaching down to meet the streets of the city, two thousand steps glowed to eyes of magic with a warning etched tiny upon chemath-marble, death and magic contained in miniature and linked. Atop these stairs is a great arch of jade, Drath-made and gifted, each part etched with different languages of magic. past this grand arch is the main walkway to the palace. Another walkway, the least used one, is made of redwood gleaming wet, and covered with overgrown magical ivy, beautiful, rare and very useful as cloth fiber.

The least-used walkway of the palace leads to the least-used street of the city, whose stones were sculpted by children without care for geometry. Khelta and her [Mages] enchanted each stone, carved with the name of the children who made them, to be as indestructible as possible. On this street is a garden, filled with nigh-on a hundred statues, roughly made of granite. King Dolemn made them, and hid them in shame, until his successors discovered them and displayed them with pride.

Viewed from the palace balconies, the roofs of many buildings align to create the illusion of a a 'leaping whale thing.'

There is a bell tower whose bell is made of glass. Or crystal.

A street tells a sort of tale in miniature —a leaping Dragon, fleeing from—.

There are experimental houses there, circular instead of rectangular. Some are even grown.

In one of the larger parks is an incredibly life-like statue of a Garuda woman, the Named-rank Voielth Honeifeathers, carrying the stavesword with which she had slain the last Golem-Dragon under the reign of His-Xe.

Thurthdei's Street is made of frosted glass, and beneath the glass are embers, to warm the people that live there. The houses on that street are made of ice, each one painted and held solid by words of magic inscribed on them. These words affect those that live there, and have given rise to a hundred [Writers]. Because of this disorienting effect, few people live there and those that do are commended and periodically checked upon.