The once noble city of trees called Mystroth by the elves of citadelion now lies in ruins.
Great wooden carvings and shapings remain scattered beneath the ever growing green of the forest. Some of them are weather worn, and some of them are protected from the elements by the forest itself, but seeing them now you can only imagine how grand they once were.
Their shaped shelters in the boughs of the trees were lefty empty, now filled or used by beasts and plants.
The cellars among the roots are sometimes still accessible, and are frequently explored by brave adventurers, even if only a few find something worth prizing.