The Flying Mongeese
The world has never been a safe place. Bastions of civilization populate a dark, menacing world—islands of order and reason exist in a land otherwise overrun by dark cults, vile monsters, creatures from the dark edges of the imagination, and worse.
One such point of light is the Elsir Vale, a quiet frontier land bordered by mountains. It is inhabited by farming communities and various small cities and towns. No monarch or ruler holds sway over the Vale; each city is run by a council and manages its affairs in a state of relative peace with its neighbors.
The vale stretches almost 250 miles east to west and averages about 70 miles north to south. Several small mountain ranges and dense forests form the vale’s borders. Though the borders of the vale are wild, the heart of the vale is grassy plains for the most part. Every town in the vale is surrounded by numerous farms. Beyond the civilized areas are vast rolling plains with infrequent hillocks and copses of trees.
The largest town in the Vale is Brindol, located roughly at its center. Brindol is a thriving trade community and the starting point of your adventures. It has seen its share of excitement over the years, most recently forty years ago when it was the center point of a war.
The western border of the Vale is created by the Wyrmsmoke Mountains, where 40 years ago the Red hand of Doom amassed near the Fane of Tiamat to wage war on the Elsir Vale.
Past the western edge of the Vale, a week’s journey from Brindol, the city of Overlook and its fortress of Bordrin’s Watch command the only pass across the Stonehome Mountains and keep the Vale safe from the occasional Orc incursion from the wild, lawless lands to the west.
In between, along the Dawn Way, lie a number of smaller towns that serve as market centers for outlying farming communities and host various trade fairs.
The town of Dennovar lies to the east of Brindol, and represents the last sizable population center as the Vale spreads outwards into the Golden Plains.
To the north, outside the borders of the Vale lie the ruins of the city of Rhest, once the center of a kingdom that spanned the entirety of the vale, but now a long crumbled remnant in the middle of The Blackfens inhabited mostly by Lizard folk and other creatures best left unmentioned. Past The Blackfens lie the Endless Plains, which stretch farther then most Valemen travel in their lifetime.