This is my built up Wizards' Landing, which I've dubbed the academy, or Old Town. In the mythology of my kingdom, this was once the main keep until it was attacked by a colossal creature. The people left behind the smoldering ruins to start afresh, but witches, wizards and students of the arcane began to arrive to view the remains of the creature, some staying. The Old Town Academy lives in sometimes tense friendship with the bustling city that sprang up out of its ashes, mostly because the merchants are concerned the magic users could attract another creature!
View of Old Town from the east gate of the city.
Old Town's gate and battlements.
View from the front tower, including the lemony lady, whose notes have set her wolf howling.
The witches and mages are cooking up new concoctions.
Life goes on around the head of the creature.
Plant + fire = Flant? Plier?
The captain of the Arcane Guards, or purple platoon, keeps watch over the academy's quiet square. The snake charmer here is trying to get his cobra to sing along.
"This worked yesterday..."
Life between the keeps.
These are some updates for life in the main city!
More artisans moving into stalls.
"No, we do have bananas!"
The smith has gained an apprentice and a new grinding wheel!
