Pulca is a average Elvish town of about 300 people. They are some of the most peaceful and kindess Elves one will ever meet. They have never battled any outlanders or waged war with anyone. The city jail records only show of 5 people every being held and locked up and each were for only a night. Their charges were only minor because they got drunk and were being reckless, so they stayed over night and got no fine. The city is Led by a shadow warrior named Dro’hizzir. He has well looked over the city for 20 years of his life. He only has 4 active guards under his belt and on duty. The town is protected by a 15 foot wall stretching around the whole city. There are 2 guard towers near the entrance of the town their only defenses. The main gate is steel plated iron, but there is no real factor in this for the gate is always open and guests and outlanders are always welcome. Their is great happinings in this city and many shops to go by, these Elves love to barter. Yet there is a secret most don’t know about.
1000’s of years ago the Dro’Hizzirs found an old citadel with a wall surrounding it. Perhaps an outpost of some kind. Was founded just after the olds wars when there was still much danger in the surrounding area. Dro’hizzir’s ancestor led a group of elven refugees here and through time built up the wall. Made a deal with somebody to rebuild the wall with the leftover stone of the destroyed citadel and removed the rest of the rubble. He had some war loot combined with refugee money. Basement of the citadel is probably there and maybe holding something of value.
So time continued and elves came and went from the city and the land became tame. The old city was buried by weather and rubble from war and mostly forgotten. Only one knows the truth and true history behind it and it is Dro’hizzir himself. The purpose of the walls is now long forgotten by mortals. The elves led a peaceful life and swore off any more war ever. Only a few elves truly enjoyed the life here so the population remained low. They love to barter so they draw in traders and such and slowly get a reputation and people are happy to visit. Maybe give them some unique products that are cherished and rare in the lands.
Now, their leader is of a warrior line. So tradition could start with the original warrior’s son that the future leader will go off and campaign for some good cause and make a name for himself. Once their life is full of war and they are done, they return to the peace of the small town and fulfill their promise to look over the city. They either return when they are ready or are bound by a promise to return at their father’s death.