Merafa, Life's Canvas

What is now known as Merafa was once a prosperous arcane university, with practitioners of many different forms of magic all coming together to study the weave and expand their collective knowledge. In a small amount of time it went from a school of Wizardry to a bustling commune of wizards, clerics, bards, etc, all under the guidance of the elusive Madame Elfree.

But as soon as the college sprang up, it just as quickly vanished. No rubble, no witnesses, no bodies. Only a barren wasteland where a forest once thrived. Centuries passed, and the place became known as Merafa, an elvish term for an infertile man. It seemed to befit the empty plains, a dusty field of lost potential.

But one day, in a tavern 5 miles away from Merafa, a strange woman walked in, under the name Madame Elfree. In the years since, strange people have wandered in to various towns, saying they too hail from Merafa. They claim to have great arcane knowledge, but no tongue to utter it with. Some stick around, find a new purpose in this new world. But most leave, returning to the place they appeared in, hoping to remake their fallen paradise.

--Nekroz of Super Dora