Oakhaven End

Once a vibrant logging hub, Oakhaven End is now a skeletal remains of a town. Prismatic crystals pierce through floorboards and cobblestones, glowing with a sickly light. A thick grey smog clings to the ground, coughed up by the dying earth. In the center, a colossal oak tree stands dead and blackened, its limbs supporting the ribs of a long-dead dragon. The villagers are pale, many suffering from the coughing fits of the elemental blight.