Weyr

The Weyr, residing in the heart of Ceweren, sit comfortably in the confluence of worlds, savouring the best of both northern tenacity and southern sophistication. They exist as a tapestry woven of northern threads of resilience and the indulgent strands of the south, creating a vibrant cultural mosaic that's both tough and enchanting.
Weyr territories stretch in a verdant expanse between the rugged northern frontiers and the rich southern plains of Draksineon, a strategic position that has birthed a savvy people adept in diplomacy and commerce. Their land is a blend of rolling hills, thriving farms, and bustling market towns, all threaded together by well-trodden trade routes. These routes, pulsating veins of commerce, bring a bounty of goods that enrich the Weyr's economy and palate.
Their past with the south is both intimate and complex. Long before the northern Eannelks descended from Chalornok and repelled the then-encroaching Drakoyans, the Weyr held their own kingdom - Weyr Thurn. These tumultuous times, now steeped in the sepia tones of history, have left an indelible imprint on the Weyr's collective consciousness. The memory of northern liberators turning into unwelcome houseguests evolved their perception of self and others, making them a unique amalgamation of their northern origins and southern influences.
Today, the Weyr are a convivial lot, known for their entrepreneurial spirit and hearty merriment. Their markets, aglow with the warm golden hues of local beer and the delectable aroma of freshly-baked breads, are popular hubs of commerce. They love their cheese, each type bearing the unique signature of the Weyr hamlet it hails from.
Spiritually, they are dedicated followers of Läänti Ascendism. The key building of the Congregation of the Ascended, the Tabernacle of the Wheel, located in Enribellis, Draksineon, enjoys a unique reverence in the Weyr heart. Yet, slight frictions persist. The Weyr argue for the inclusion of northern sagas in the Laanti canon, and a growing sect has been advocating for a more direct communion with the Ascended, eschewing the Congregation's intercessory role.
In the realm of arts, the Weyr have developed a tradition of epic balladry, their singers recounting the culture's historical tales with an infectious fervour. They are also fond of elaborate tapestry, with intricate designs often depicting narratives from their rich history and mythology.
One unique custom is the Cider Summit, a harvest-time tradition. Locals gather to press apples for cider and debate over issues, from local matters to philosophical questions. The debates, rich in rhetorical flourish and playful banter, exemplify the Weyr's dual spirit of camaraderie and intellectual curiosity.
The Weyr, the heart of Ceweren, serve as a testament to the region's distinctive blend of resilience and revelry, north and south, practicality and pleasure. Their territories, a cradle of prosperous trade and lively traditions, echoes with the laughter of shared stories and the clinking of beer mugs, a melody that defines the spirit of the Weyr.