Aelinar

Marlan Rooke, ferryman and rumor-monger of Aelinar

If you want to hear secrets, stand on the Sapphire Walk after dark. The bridges have more ears than the court itself—and prettier views, too.


Infobox

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Aelinar

Nation Redwynn
Population ~100,000
Prounciation EH-lih-nar

Overview

Aelinar, often called “the Twin Thrones,” serves as the proud capital of the Redwynn Empire. The city straddles the wide, emerald Virendale River about three miles inland from the western coast, uniting what were once two rival hill-cities—now just called the western and eastern cities—into a single bustling heart of trade, culture, and politics. Elegant bridges, lively ferries, and floating markets stitch the two halves together, creating a cityscape as dynamic as it is beautiful.

Population

Home to roughly 100,000 people, Aelinar draws folk from all around the continent. Neighborhoods often have distinct characters reflecting the blend of backgrounds. Festivals, local rivalries, and shared pride in their city keep the population tightly knit despite the cosmopolitan swirl.

Government

Aelinar is ruled by Queen Elayne IV, who oversees imperial matters from her grand palace on an artificial island at the river’s center—symbolizing unity between East and West.

Locally, the city is managed by:

Though under the Queen’s banner, the city is very much steered by the competing ambitions of guilds and the democratic voice of its citizens.

Religion

Temples, shrines, and quiet chapels pepper Aelinar. Worship of Tyr (justice), Mystra (magic), and Waukeen (trade) is especially prominent, though countless smaller shrines to local saints and river spirits appear on bridges and near bustling marketplaces. Festivals often weave together religious observances and commerce, with river processions lit by floating lanterns dedicated to Mystra or lavish charity feasts in Tyr’s honor.

Notable Locations

Atmosphere

Life in Aelinar is a swirl of festival colors, spirited debates, and quiet rivalries. Pride runs deep—East vs. West still playfully compete in boat races, street performances, and even petty pranks. Yet, when the river glows during the Luminous Run, the city stands united, marveling at the beauty of their shared home. The scent of river lilies and spice carts mingles in the air, lanterns drift across the water, and laughter rings out from taverns perched along every hill and quay.