The Heart of Tambra
At the very center of Tambra, where the rivers converge and the plains breathe, towers the Great Tree—a living monument older than memory, venerated by all, yet claimed by none.
Its roots delve deeper than the dwarves have mined. Its branches reach higher than the elves have climbed. Its presence is undeniable, its purpose unknowable. Though each people holds their own truth about the Great Tree, all agree: it is sacred.
To the Elves, the Great Tree is the First Seed, from which all forests were born. They tell of The Keeper, an ancient druid who lives within its boughs, unseen, tending to the balance of nature and the quiet pulse of the world. For them, the Great Tree is not just ancient—it is ancestral.
To the Dwarves, the Great Tree’s roots are the bones of the mountains. They believe that in the age before the Telling, these roots burrowed into the earth and pushed the stone skyward, raising the very peaks they now call home. To the dwarves, the Tree is a force of creation, a craftsman shaping the world itself.
To the Gnomes, the Tree is the truest beacon, more reliable than any star or compass. Its towering silhouette is a constant amidst a shifting world. For seafarers and wanderers alike, the Tree is not a relic—it is a guide, always present, always pointing the way.
To the Draconians, the Tree is a sacred survivor. They tell of an ancient forest that once covered the desert, its colossal trees so thirsty they drained the land itself. The Great Tree, they say, is the last of its kind—a living testament to endurance, a quiet reminder of nature’s cost.
To the Humans, the Great Tree is a guardian. Its vast shade offers refuge from sun and storm alike. It draws animals, people, and stories to its roots. To the nomads of the plains, it is not just a landmark, but a symbol of home, connection, and quiet strength.
Yet the Tree offers no answers. It does not speak, nor bend to the claims of mortals. But its roots pulse with unseen power, its leaves whisper in forgotten tongues, and its mere existence binds the world of Tambra together.
The Great Tree does not belong to any one people. It belongs to Tambra itself.
