bystra river

Cheap ale and cheaper wine flowed free as the Bystra River not but a mile at most away. The scents of booze, cooking mushroom stew with boar, and musk from the sweat of a long days work mixed into a foul stench about the tavern. A passing bard strummed at their lute. The tune matched the mood of...

Lord Arell stared out at the waters of the great lake that connected the Bystra and Sayve rivers together. Frustration clung from him like a thick veil. His little kingdom in the Reach relied on exporting foodstuff like most of the Reach. Arellian grain was so desired it was as valuable as gold...