osteriam

"This ale tastes like troll shit." The grumbling half-elf couldn't help himself from griping over at the dwarf seated beside him between swigs from his flask, peering at the wagons that were gathering at the gates of Osteriam from his spot on the steps leading up to the Hag's Head Tavern. It...

Lea, for once in her life made a bold and deliberate move in the city. She was one to stick to the shadows, run rooftops. Instead she strode purposefully through the muck and grime of Osteriam, her fists clenched. She minded her business, kept to herself..and yet she was threatened. In a short...

"This ale tastes like troll shit." The grumbling half-elf couldn't help himself from griping over at the dwarf seated beside him between swigs from his flask, peering at the wagons that were gathering at the gates of Osteriam from his spot on the steps leading up to the Hag's Head Tavern. It...

Since the moment dawn broke over the slowly dying city of Osteriam that morning, the furious assault of powdery sheets of snow hadn't relented in their efforts to beat against every street, building, and person unfortunate enough to find themselves in the mountainside mining town. The weather...

The town of Osteriam wasn't a place you'd normally go out of your way to visit; It could barely be considered a town being as it was tucked so far out of the way from most of Arethil's major settlements, and the only way in and out of the village was an old path through a tall, menacing rock...

Just a few hours southeast of Belgrath, tucked snugly in a rocky pocket of mountain side lies a small little mining town called Osteriam. A hotspot for criminals to hide out due to it's smaller size and rather well-hidden location behind the large rock faces that surrounded it. Gangs often...