Bard
09-18-15, 10:02 AM
closed to Ashla and Tobias
Chillingsworth
Sulgoran Steppes
Marche of Archen
Northern Salvar
11th day of Descending Winter
Chillingsworth, named after its founder Arthro Chillingsworth, sits upon a softly rolling hill two days northwest of Archen. While sitting atop one of the lower step of the Sulgoran Steppes, it is strategically positioned to serve as a strong defensive outpost to the provincial capital, and to warn Archen of impending danger.
A sizeable locale, boasting a standing population of twenty nine hundred, the area is a mix of military municipality, minor trading hub, and fodder support for the larger urban center of which it serves as satellite. Bosting considerable defenses, including three walls, each successfully higher than the previous, and with an experienced and disciplined militia, Chillingsworth have typically fostered a sense of security among its citizens and visitors.
A sense of security that has been sorely tested of late.
The locale itself is shaped like a pentagon two roads – the Ram’s road and Steps Way – leading away to the north, while the farthest point of the Wolf’s Road leaves the city southward. All three roads are regularly patrolled by cavalry, a mix of light spearmen and mounted archers, and Cataphracs. The Gray Wall is the first thing that travelers and caravaneers oft see when approaching this bustling rest spot.
Inside the streets are straight, refuse is rarely seen, and Watchman and soldiers is a constant feature on nearly every road corner. Mercenaries and caravan workers are a common sight too. Chillingsworth was built with a careful eye, and urban growth is handled with the same rigid discipline as used in building a fortress. Indeed, despite the constant trade, in spite of all the civilians that call Chillingsworth home, chillingsworth was designed to serve as a fortification to protect Salvar from the north.
The only question is what protects Chillingsworth from the people of Chillingsworth, when common steel is not enough.
Master Janus Thylin, head of one of Chillingsworth’s two wood mills has a plan for just that very thing, but the mercenaries he has sent out for can’t be found in or around Chillingsworth, nor does their aid come cheap. It doesn’t matter to him, he’s willing to pay. Gold is for some folks cheaper than blood.
Chillingsworth
Sulgoran Steppes
Marche of Archen
Northern Salvar
11th day of Descending Winter
Chillingsworth, named after its founder Arthro Chillingsworth, sits upon a softly rolling hill two days northwest of Archen. While sitting atop one of the lower step of the Sulgoran Steppes, it is strategically positioned to serve as a strong defensive outpost to the provincial capital, and to warn Archen of impending danger.
A sizeable locale, boasting a standing population of twenty nine hundred, the area is a mix of military municipality, minor trading hub, and fodder support for the larger urban center of which it serves as satellite. Bosting considerable defenses, including three walls, each successfully higher than the previous, and with an experienced and disciplined militia, Chillingsworth have typically fostered a sense of security among its citizens and visitors.
A sense of security that has been sorely tested of late.
The locale itself is shaped like a pentagon two roads – the Ram’s road and Steps Way – leading away to the north, while the farthest point of the Wolf’s Road leaves the city southward. All three roads are regularly patrolled by cavalry, a mix of light spearmen and mounted archers, and Cataphracs. The Gray Wall is the first thing that travelers and caravaneers oft see when approaching this bustling rest spot.
Inside the streets are straight, refuse is rarely seen, and Watchman and soldiers is a constant feature on nearly every road corner. Mercenaries and caravan workers are a common sight too. Chillingsworth was built with a careful eye, and urban growth is handled with the same rigid discipline as used in building a fortress. Indeed, despite the constant trade, in spite of all the civilians that call Chillingsworth home, chillingsworth was designed to serve as a fortification to protect Salvar from the north.
The only question is what protects Chillingsworth from the people of Chillingsworth, when common steel is not enough.
Master Janus Thylin, head of one of Chillingsworth’s two wood mills has a plan for just that very thing, but the mercenaries he has sent out for can’t be found in or around Chillingsworth, nor does their aid come cheap. It doesn’t matter to him, he’s willing to pay. Gold is for some folks cheaper than blood.