After the decline of sea-faring trade, Faarin was established several hundred years ago close to the Sanctuary Valley, taking advantage of the massive prey herds that dominate the landscape outside of the settlement. Over time, Faarin was established as the premiere spot for hunting parties to stay- an advantageous position, given it's proximity to sanctuary.
Faarin, upon it's first few years of existence, nearly wiped the prey herds out to the point that they would not leave the Sanctuary Valley. As a response, Jorns established offices and positions, to ensure that they would not be hunted as they were previously- and well regulated.
The people of Faarin are hearty and reserved, and mistrusting of all those who do not share their Norden blood. Very rarely will outsiders be let to stay at any of the lodges, inns or purchase supplies. The only surefire way to get a person from Faarin to accept an outsider is if a Norden accompanies them. The town of Faarin itself is fairly safe, mostly due to it's small size and distance from the other settlements- during it's existence, Faarin has never known war or strife. Not to say that the people are weak, but no invaders, outsiders, or even rival Norden would dare interfere with the livelihood of Faarin, or dare to venture so far away from the other
settlements.
Every year, the city hosts a festival- celebrating the Pale King, the guardian of the prey herds that dwell within the Sanctuary Valley. The Pale King provides protections to them, and in turn, the people of Faarin and the other settlements pay tribute to him through offerings left out in the wild, and celebrations hosted within the city. The city celebrates him for three days, and goes out on a great hunt on the third. The Great Hunt is not as great as it was, and is mostly ceremonial- what was once cart-fulls of prey, now has become a few carcasses brought back. The Festival of the Pale King also attracts many prominent Nordenfiir, coming to pay their respect to the Pale King.
Violation of the laws and rules of the land of Faarin, results in a particular punishment- not only exile, but being marked upon the back of one's right hand. The mark is simply the seal of Faarin- the Pale King. The mark dignifies them as someone who does not care for the Nordenfiir people, or the laws of the land. To receive a mark is not only painful, but incredibly painful. It is common for any first meeting, for people of Faarin to remove any gloves they may be wearing to shake hands, to show the other person. While the last person to receive the mark was none other than the previous Jorn- and the first person to receive it in over 100 years, the tradition and custom carries on, mostly out of superstition.