Cradled by the sluggish Zadekkath river in the south and west, and watched over by the dank Steepglades mountain range to the north, Ravossol is filled with green pastures and ample livestock. The people are maddeningly upbeat, and the weather is fair. The buildings of the region are all suspiciously shaped like "H"s although if asked why the locals tend to become homicidal and scream "HE COMES".
The locals are also very suspicious of outsiders, and can be heard talking about wanting to "murder murder" or some peasant nonsense. They definitely are not engaged im a generations long dispute with a mysterious group of shadowy bureaucratic overlords, so stop asking.
Ravossol is where dreams come to be fulfilled... If your dreams are enduring a crushing life of slave labor and an untimely end in the belly of a demon or a bored noble. As such the region consistently smells of brimstone and hickory. Just like mamma used to.
September 3, 2020 by Harbinger
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