Castle deTrevani - military,
Greentree - village, pop. 950
Erstlin - pop. 350, Seminary of Torm
Fiery Spire - Ashara of Akanul (Fire Wizard Lvl 14), Tawny Kytra (Rogue Lvl 9). Nexus Focus gives +3 Level bonus in combined Arcane Rituals (5 Ritualists) to highest level caster, currently 14+3=17. +3 for specifically fire related enchantments, eg can enchant fire-related magic items to Lvl 20.
Barony population (1484): 1600 (after loss of two villages to demon attack in M8 1484) -
Greentree - (from M4 1480 DR): mostly half-elves & some elves
Erstlin - Sir Dolf
Castle deTrevani
Sturdy hilltop fort at the south-west end of a craggy ridgeline, with an outer curtain wall and courtyard. Shows signs of fire damage. Amara has a large, airy, bedchamber/study on the upper floor. Spiral staircase to upper floor and down to stores, chapel to the gods of the Vale including Kelemvor/Silvanus/Mielikki and below that the deTrevani family crypt.
As of 1482 DR the Baroness Amara has a force of
The Baroness Amara deTrevani |
Treona |
deTrevani - The Fiery Spire
Tawny Kytra, Steward of the Fiery Spire |
Lady Moonfire the High Lord of Loudwater is said to consider Tawny a 'close personal friend' - they attended the 1480 Midsummer Ball as a couple, and Tawny stayed the night there.
deTrevani - The Northern Farms - theme
(22/6/1480): From Castle deTrevani Lirael and Dunstan ride north over the hills and into wild wooded country,
Willa Wilsam's-wife |
Willa Wilsams-wife: The woman nods to Dunstan: "I'm Willa milord! I was heavy with child when Lady Lirael saved us at the village, me and the others. She was taking us back down the Black March with Sir Dragonheart and Father Orien, when the Hand of Naarash attacked us again - after they wounded her leg with an arrow, she stayed behind to snipe them, hold them off while we got away... She saved us all!" Lirael has only dim memories of this - Lirael vaguely remembers Wylla among the survivors at the burning village; the trip back down the Black March road with them, the Banite ambush, being wounded by a black-fletched arrow, and taking up a sniping position in the high boulders... holding off the Banites for an hour until her own arrows ran out... then a hobgoblin club to the head, and it all went black until she awoke in the prison cells of the Temple of Naarash beside the deva paladin, Shawna Carter.
Wilsam Willas-husband:...Willa scurries off and returns shortly with a stocky, balding, middle-aged human male, carrying a heavy wood axe. Wylla: "Lirael, this is Wilsam, my new husband! We met at Erstlin..."
The Farm: Willa looks to Wilsam. He turns from watching the flame-arc across the sky, and shrugs: "We've not been in Erstlin for months, but it was all going fine with him last I heard. His Seminary attracts many fine young men to study as Paladins and Clerics. I wanted my own land, though, a freehold to call my own - our own." Willem gestures towards the wheat growing in the nearby field, and the pigs and chickens scratching around by the midden pile. "We found that stone farmhouse, fixed up the roof... This is pretty good land here, and Lady deTrevani's guards do a sweep-through every couple days, chase off any goblins that come calling. In a couple months we'll be harvesting for the winter. Should do alright."
Lirael: "It is time to reclaim the land and make the Vale a happy, growing place once more." Willa and Wilsam nod in agreement.
Willa: "Yes, milady... My first husband Connor, he died fighting for what he believed in... He wouldn't yield to the Naarash, wouldn't join them... When the Banites killed him, I lost hope." Willa wipes a tear from her eye at the bitter memory. "But you've given me back hope, Lady Lirael. You, and our Lady Amara." Willa takes her baby from her back, holds him proudly. "Little Connor here, he'll grow up a free man, 'cos of you, milady."
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