I may have wandered from the strict path my ancestors long ago set out for me, but I still feel most at home among the trees. So began my quest to build a tree house fit for an elf. A place with a secret space where I could dream…and a public area in which to place my tavern, The Armless Man. Strangely, I found the hardest thing was deciding how to make the leaves and branches. I finally ended up with a pretty fat looking trunk, housing two alcoves with balconies. I haven’t decided what to do with the lower alcove yet (although I’m contemplating a shop, prim limits allowing!). The top alcove contains my tavern…complete with bar and mini dance floor!
Sunset at The Armless Man
This is the reason why I moved to Arah…wonderful views and stunning sunsets (what more could an elf want?).
Here’s a picture of my tree…I’m so loving it!…
…And the inside of my tavern. Cosy, don’t you think?
