SFA - Savage Fryth Anvor
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"Think you that you know
of the wide world because our town grows rich on the trade between the grain merchants and the herdsmen on their way to Aurum City? Think you that the tales told by the wandering minstrels and couriers make you wise in the ways of the peoples of this land? Or that the brawls between wagon men and hired guardsmen while you mop up the spills from your uncle's tavern every night has prepared you? It has not.
"Fryth Anvor is tall and wide, and you know nothing of the creatures in the woods or the mountains, the ancient history of the empires that once united us all, now toppled into dust and ruin so far gone few even know their names. You know less than the least beggars in the hovels in Aurum City, which presumes to name itself a city in the first place! Bah! But I know... for I was not always here in this place. Auntie Audyah knows more than she should. Give us a mug of the brown ale your uncle brews, and a plate of the mutton, and I will tell you of the world, my child.
"Fryth Anvor, and all of its splendor, from horrible secrets to the high dragon-city of Askolvieth, perched atop the Whitecaps, peering out over the entire world... Auntie Audyah knows, for she is older than she looks, and for the price of hot food and cold beer, she will tell you, child. She will tell you all.
"Come now. Fryth Anvor awaits..."— Auntie Audyah
