The Land

Rugged hills, high passes and one road worth holding. Beneath Blæcwyrm Tor the ground itself decides who eats in winter and who marches in spring.

The Barony of the Black Hills is a place shaped by stone and weather. Its valleys are narrow, its passes are few, and everyone who lives here learns to read the land before they learn anything else.

It is a border you can walk in a day. That is exactly why so many people want to hold it.