In a grand, dimly lit map archive within a great city, the room is filled with ancient, meticulously detailed maps sprawled across wooden tables, some rolled up and others open, showing territories both known and forgotten. Shelves are lined with books, scrolls, and arcane tools. In the center, a young elf woman with white hair in a messy ponytail, wearing deep violet robes with intricate glowing runes, closely examines a fragile, worn map. Beside her stands her father, an older, methodical high elf with silver-gray hair and golden spectacles, dressed in simple scholar robes. His expression is focused, pointing out a pattern of landmarks on the map. Between them is a large map of ancient territories, showing faded outlines and scattered pieces. Magical light illuminates their work as both elves lean over the map, surrounded by scrolls and maps of various ages, and the faint, ethereal glow of arcane glyphs floating above the maps. Ver mais