Monday, October 20, 2014

The Red March

The Red March comprises that region around the Rilthwood that lies at the foot of the Grundliche Mountains. It refers to a wilderness area that is claimed by no king, but is distinct for its stone mounds and friendly thickets. The land is fresh, the ground fertile, the winters mild, and the trees abundant.

What distinguishes this land most though is its people. Hospitable beyond words, these sturdy farmers offer house and home to stranger and friend alike. It is a safe respite for those weary of the world and its dangers. Hearty food, heady ales, and comfortable feathery beds at a cheap price offer havens for many travelers.

The population is sparse though, and its plentiful waters and open paths attract all manner of creature, both fell and wild. Monsters situate their dens in the crooks, crevices, and crannies of the land, making passers-by and travelers their occasional prey. It is home to some very famous monsters, such as the giant Skullgrinder and his band of surly burglars, the Fallowmouth Serpent, the crazed Rendweird, and Palatine the wayward bard, who sings horrible songs with a breath that smells like a swamp and with the voice of an ogre. So famed are some of the monsters that the inhabitants would be loathe to see them go, but hardy adventurers and the like always manage their way into this land in search of easy loot and clean living.


~The Codex of Aihrde

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