The Gateway to The West: City of Demor


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demorDemor, the gateway between the Western Valley and the Northern Nation of Derm. This city was built 300 years before the common day, around the same time Morza was founded in the West. After the Dermite fled from Derlin – the capital city of Derm – many settled closer to the resources they needed for their weapons and people.

Demor is home to over 2000 people in tightly confined walls and townhouses. The area is surrounded by pine, cedar, and spruce. Their main purpose is to defend the Northern border from attackers, breed the gryphons that live in the hills and supply the capital with iron, silver, and steel.

The Steward of Derm resides over the city and keeps close watch on the relationship between the West – mostly Bay’s Lake – and the Dermite. They are far enough from the south-east to not concern themselves with the war going on between Derm and Sydrin, but they are ready if need be. The only issues Demor contends with are bandits robbing the merchants on the main roads and slavers stealing children from the outlying villages.

Although there are plenty of dangers outside the walls, Demor is surprisingly safe within the walls. With the population made up of militants and their families, that really isn’t of much surprise. The city smells of urine, wood smoke, and feces from people dumping their garbage in the streets. The Detress – wife of the Steward – is responsible in finding ways to improve the peoples’ morale and the state of her city. Asides from the terrible smell and cramped living space, Demorian’s are happy living within the walls of their city and won’t waste time bragging about it.

If you are looking at staying in Demor the best place would be the castle as there’s a lot of space once you make it through the second wall and inside the castle limits. Gaining access to the castle is difficult though, since only those welcomed by the Steward or the King are aloud to preside within the walls. This list includes council members, political officials, family, Gryphon Guardians, physicians, and special guests.

If you don’t fall under any of those titles you will likely be staying outside the castle walls. The best we can suggest for your accommodations during your stay within the Gateway City is the Naughty Norg. The inn sleeps fifty and has a good (could pass as) meat pie. They also – according to the fat Chijin that own’s the place – have the best stout in the city.

“I had the pleasure of staying in the castle. It was a wonderful experience and the Detress ensured my stay to be most pleasant. The feather mattresses were like sleeping on air. The food was made for a King and the gardens were breath taking.” – Milo Kettlebert (Mispick)

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“I like the garden, and the people in the market are friendly… although I spend most of my time reading in my room.” – Liora (Morza)

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“Best way to improve morale is to have mor-ale. Get it? Mor Ale! Ha!” – Finto Brassworth (Arrowhilm)

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“The shops have a lovely selection of fabrics and the draper is always willing to share his secrets.” – Emery Thermae (Menk)

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The Western Valley: The Simple Village of Irbet


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Irbet is best known for their tavern, The Happy Farmhand, since that’s really all there is for visitors passing through the small town of 60 or so villagers.

Irbet is a self-sustaining farming and logging village in the Western Valley. Irbetians are relatively friendly folk with a mixed populace of defected Northerners and Easterners.

This village was originally a scouting post for King Ral of the North during the Era of Ago’kath. It later began logging and setting up a permanent hold in the valley after the Southern king – Ago’kath – died at the Fall of Hathos, which began the Era of Ral.

The village lived happily in the Western Valley, sending plenty of food and wood to Derm. With their distance from the Northern and Southern conflicts in the south-east, Irbet began to distance themselves from the north in hopes of defecting. Their wish to defect was granted during the reign of King Cark, who defined the borders of the North abandoning all settlements in the west.

Irbetians, although isolated, are happy with the choices they made over the years. The villagers are allowed to come and go as they please. Many becoming merchants to trade with the west and north avoiding the southern countries in fear of being killed due to their linage originating from Derm.

 

 

“If yah have the time, the brew is good and the air is fine.” -Merchant Rec  (Demor)

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“Their tavern is loud, the drinks are heavy, and the streets smell of bull. I don’t stop there unless I have to.”

-Merchant Maltoser Salvin (Arrowhilm)

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“Never would I have stayed in a place with a name like that… I was not impressed.”

-Master Healer Caldor Lefwid (Fish Bank)

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The Western Valley: The Orchard Village of Downrow


Downrow is a village who focuses mainly on fruit and fruit trees, in the middle of the Western Valley.downrow

It has a population of 160 people and growing, since the main road cuts right through the middle of the town. With this convince of the main road Downrow gets a lot of travellers heading either to the North or South throughout the travelling season of spring- fall. Even with the growing population and increased visitors, Downrow doesn’t have an inn or tavern.

Well they have a tavern but it’s a tented shop with wooden boxes for seats. The local rumours have it that they’ll be looking at building a tavern in the coming years if the visitors keep coming. They don’t want to waste resources on something that won’t bring in coin.

Downrow is also home to a Pellar (a basic healer that uses strange mixtures and odd items to cure people). He lives along the river’s edge outside the village limits in a tent. He likes to be alone but is known to have the Baker’s wife – Talia – check up on him and make sure he’s well.

Downrow is called the Village of Orchards for a reason, as most of the trees surrounding the village bear some kind of fruit. They harvest apples, plums and peaches. They also grow strawberries, blueberries, and blackberries. They have the juiciest and sweetest fruits in the land, which even those in La’reen seek to have on their breakfast platters. Researchers from Calin believe the deliciousness of these fruits can be contributed to the rich soil of the valley and the Mia River that helps create the perfect environment for the fruit trees to flourish. The locals believe it is their hard work and passion for growing the perfect fruit that is the reason their village has grown in popularity for their harvests.

So, if you like your fruit and don’t mind sleeping in a barn for a night come stay in Downrow.

“Broket’s Bakery makes the best peach tarts.” – Rose-Marie Fiddlebottom (Arrowhilm)

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“Can catch some nice trout, and they don mind yah cookin’ it on the shore neither.” – Frow Rolbirk (Grelmik)

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“They say they had a healer, but he’s a loon!” – Kalben Aldros (La’reen)

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The Western Valley: Village of Menk


menkMenk is a well-known village in the north-western mountains.

The river running through Menk feeds into the Mia River (the largest river in the west). Before it became a popular resting place for merchants and travellers heading to Derm, Menk was a mining village focused on retrieving the rich Demori steel deposits from the innards of the mountain. Unfortunately it was when striking too deep in the mines that they hit an underground spring filling the tunnels and washing out the village.

When the water had calmed, people flocked to the village, this time attempting to settle the mountain for fishing and logging. Unfortunately five years after rebuilding Menk another flood came and the process repeated two more times until someone – historians assume the current mayor – came up with the idea to dam the river to control the flooding in hopes of preserving the village.

The idea worked and twenty years later Menk stayed free of flooding. The small village grew to a moderate size of around 150 people all working the mines, logging camps, and fisheries.

Brew Master Hargin from the lower valley moved to the village bringing with him his stouts and wines he was known for throughout the west. It was due to his popularity that travellers began visiting Menk, turning it into the popular resting spot along the road to Derm.

“I can’t hear myself think over the rushing river… that might be a good thing.” 

Filroot Fiddlebotton (Mispick)

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“Food is good. Drinks fantastic. Can’t complain.” 

Drog Stalbec (King’s Port)

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The Western Valley: The Hunting Village of Beck


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If you have the choice to go to Berk or Beck, choose Beck. Beck is a village made up of skilled hunters, who focus their attention to big game.

The reason? Firkin the Bear Bludgeoner of course.

The story goes that about 265 years before the present day the small town of Beck was ravaged by a giant grizzly bear. As the village at the time was focused around farming and logging, like most Northern Scout Posts were, they didn’t have the skills to go after such a powerful beast.

For ten years they fed the bear goats and sheep, hoping that the bear wouldn’t kill the farmers or Gods forbid a child. The villagers of Beck feared leaving the open fields to explore the forests that helped fuel their fires and held a variety of other resources.

That’s when Firkin, a young bullheaded Northerner came to town. He had been put there to manage the scouts and make sure the loggers were working. It was upon hearing the story of the giant grizzly that Firkin decided that it was time for the people to stop fearing an animal and he headed into the woods.

Those in the village say that they heard Firkin and the grizzly fight for three days and three nights before the large Northerner came lumbering out with the skin of the bear. The people no longer feared the forests and became devoted to Firkin’s leadership.

Firkin stayed in the village of Beck when they were abandoned by the North during King Cark’s reign. Firkin married the local warden’s youngest daughter, where they had seven children, four of which became hunters like their father.

It’s from the story of Firkin that hunters from across Gaitan travel to hunt in the western forests in hopes of finding a giant grizzly, or other big game common to the area.

If hunting doesn’t interest you, than the Firkin Inn is bound to hit that historian bone of yours where you can see the head of the giant grizzly hanging behind the bar, while it’s fur is displayed across the ceiling.

“Not much for appearances, but the game is good.”

Rynor Crawlbek (Derm)

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“I only stopped here because I had to.”

Gregindorth Pillywagon (Easterly)

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