Monsedge
Province of Tuornen
The people of Monsedge number among the most simple and superstitious Tuors. To their credit, anyone would be more apt to believe in faeries if he heard the wuthering of the moors as he watched heather dance in the breeze by moonlight, or lived a stone's throw from Croaker Norge, the peculiar, marshy gorge which gives the largest town in Monsedge its name. Although few travel there today, hundreds of years ago the gorge attracted bathers who enjoyed the bracing waters of the springs at its base.
Since the goblin invasion during The War of Brothers, people say the place has changed. Indeed, an unnatural fog often obscures its soft loam, and the creaking of many frogs in the area forms an eerie chorus. (The people of Monsedge deny that they are frightened of something as simple as a frog, but young boys never bring them home to frighten their sisters, and the quickest way to start a fight in Monsedge is to throw a frog onto a tavern table.)
Monsedge is also home to Mad Maeve, if she truly exists. Those who live closest to Croaker Norge say they often see her stealing into the early morning mists there.
Croaker Norge, the larger of Monsedge's two towns, lies a few miles southeast of the marshy gorge for which it is named. Home to nearly 600 people, Croaker Norge exports raw timber and coal shipped from Black Hill. Its people are generally loggers, herders, and hunters, though a handful of farming families live along the southern edge of the province.
Black Hill is a small but busy coal mining town. Its people are tough and fatalistic. Many of those who work in the mines die very young, despite the efforts of the priests of the Western Imperial Temple. Everyone talks of leaving town for a better life, but almost no one does.
The people of Monsedge number among the most simple and superstitious Tuors. To their credit, anyone would be more apt to believe in faeries if he heard the wuthering of the moors as he watched heather dance in the breeze by moonlight, or lived a stone's throw from Croaker Norge, the peculiar, marshy gorge which gives the largest town in Monsedge its name. Although few travel there today, hundreds of years ago the gorge attracted bathers who enjoyed the bracing waters of the springs at its base.
Since the goblin invasion during The War of Brothers, people say the place has changed. Indeed, an unnatural fog often obscures its soft loam, and the creaking of many frogs in the area forms an eerie chorus. (The people of Monsedge deny that they are frightened of something as simple as a frog, but young boys never bring them home to frighten their sisters, and the quickest way to start a fight in Monsedge is to throw a frog onto a tavern table.)
Monsedge is also home to Mad Maeve, if she truly exists. Those who live closest to Croaker Norge say they often see her stealing into the early morning mists there.
towns
Croaker Norge, the larger of Monsedge's two towns, lies a few miles southeast of the marshy gorge for which it is named. Home to nearly 600 people, Croaker Norge exports raw timber and coal shipped from Black Hill. Its people are generally loggers, herders, and hunters, though a handful of farming families live along the southern edge of the province.
Black Hill is a small but busy coal mining town. Its people are tough and fatalistic. Many of those who work in the mines die very young, despite the efforts of the priests of the Western Imperial Temple. Everyone talks of leaving town for a better life, but almost no one does.
