Drachenthorne

Exiting from the tree choked road of the Kragwitch Wood. In the dark, the sky above Drachenthorne glitters with hundreds of tiny lights, emanating from the windows and lamps that dot the city. It has the look of an old city, cracked walls and burnt remnants can be seen even from this distance. The road outside is thick with mud, and the poor live in shanty wooden huts outside of the city gates. The sound of wood chopping can be heard, echoing off of the dark pine trees of the Kragwitch Wood. The cities decaying walls stand high around the city. Tall towers of gothic architecture make up the city that is built upon the drowned girl river. Bridges connect to parts of the city and its debauchery and mischief. The homes and shops rise high, most people live in dark stone walled apartments, and silhouettes of people moving about behind curtains can be seen. The city smells of lavish perfumes that are so strong they are almost offensive to the nose. Women wear fancy, black lacy dresses and veils, and take to smoking long cigarettes. Men here dress in slacks, doublets and tall hats of velvet and go about charming women like it’s a paid profession. Drachenthorne is the richest city in all of Vedania by far, for the tributaries it sits on, provide an unmeasurable amount of precious gem stones that are plucked from the river bed, and sold throughout Vedania, and most importantly directly north to Akatar. This business is very closely regulated and monitored by the countess, who is the only one who can authorize and gem removal. The streets are hewn of flagstone, and are heavily weathered. Lamps hang from doors, windows and posts, illuminating the city for its perfect evil nightlife temptations. Filled with brothels, black markets and taverns, Drachenthorne is the city of temptations of the flesh galore.

Type

Metropolis

Population

103,671

Location under

The Kragwitch Wood

Owner/Ruler

Countess Sasha Hollyroot