Ancient trees stood as silent sentinels around the perimeter, their bark etched with glowing runic symbols that pulsed with a soft, ethereal light. Each leaf shimmered with mana, casting a gentle glow over the assembled mages and creating an atmosphere of otherworldly beauty.
At the heart of the courtyard, a grand fountain defied the very laws of nature. Water flowed upwards in intricate, ever-changing patterns, forming shapes and symbols in the air before dissolving back into a fine mist.
The liquid glowed with a soft blue light, infused with cleansing and rejuvenating properties that refreshed any mage who drew near.
The ground beneath their feet was a work of art in itself, intricate ley lines forming a vast, complex mandala that sprawled across the entire courtyard.
Those sensitive to magical currents could feel the raw power flowing through these lines, a testament to the Arcanum Family's deep connection to the very bones of the earth.
