Caer Glais Preview Excerpt

Copyright Copyright Chris Seal and Iron Crown Enterprises Ltd © 2017

Edited by Peter Mork for The Guild Companion

"The tower that gives Caer Glais its name is visible for several miles before the city comes into view. In the morning sun it gleams an iridescent green, a property of the fine granite that is quarried from the nearby mountains and which is the main trade good of the area."

An Extract from the geography of the southern lands of the world of Mithra, as given in the in-progress campaign sourcebook, Caer Glais.

Llanatih

The island of Llanaith is the second largest island in the Aeden Isles and is the last outpost of the Gael culture, untainted by the Tyrisians. Like Cwaenydd, it once was dominated by forestlands that have been felled by people settling in these lands. The Ironspine Mountains that dominate eastern Llanaith are famous for the green granite that is quarried there. This valuable commodity is traded throughout the Aeden Isles and more recently has made its way to Tyrisia, where it is a mark of high status to have stonework carved from Llanaith granite.

Whilst nominally under the rule of the High King in Lochdoman, Llanaith has taken advantage of recent strife to secede, raising their own High King who presides from his capital, Taig. Inhabited mainly by the Danaan, there is, nevertheless, a sizable Pictii population and they strive to keep their culture alive and well.

Since the arrival of the church of Caelum in Cwaenydd, Llanaith has been the haven of the Bardic College and a repository of the lore of the old ways. While currently not at threat from the Imperial armies of Tyrisia, there is speculation that it is merely a matter of time before the college is disbanded for good.

Auldwood

Like the Alfwood, the Auldwood is the remnant of a larger primeval forest and is similarly inhabited by fell beasts of all types. The Sidhe of Llanaith, like their kin on Cwaenydd, have taken to the forest for sanctuary and conduct raids against nearby farmsteads and caravans travelling along the King’s Road.

Rumours of lost cities hidden within its depths draw adventurers like a moth draws the flame, but the few that return tell only of its hazards and none have yet found the cities that they sought.

Bardic College

The Bardic College is the source of much of the knowledge of the old ways that the Gael possess. As the name suggests the college trains bards in their art, but also serves as a training ground for clerics of all the Gael deities. In particular the church of Arnwen is the patron of the college, lying as it does within his domain.

Currently under threat by the invading church of Caelum, the college has begun sending talented bards and clergy back to Cwaenydd to remind the people there of their true faith and to discredit the Tyrisian settlers. In some parts of Cwaenydd this tactic is generating a resurgence in faith in the old gods and this has started to draw the attention of the Inquisition. While they have yet to act, speculation is rife that they are merely biding their time, waiting for an opportunity to sweep the college, and its heresy, away.

Caer Glais

The tower that gives Caer Glais its name is visible for several miles before the city comes into view. In the morning sun it gleams an iridescent green, a property of the fine granite that is quarried from the nearby mountains and which is the main trade good of the area.

The city itself nestles at the confluence of the rivers Grey and Elfwash and a steady stream of barges can be seen plying their trade up and down both waterways. Walls of limestone surround the city, broken only by the large gatehouses that guard the riverways into the city.

During the day the sounds of hawkers trading their goods can be heard above the noise of day to day life in the city. Smells of cooking fires and tempting roasted meats merge with the smells of industry into a rich stew of aromas, overwhelmed by the stench of the leather tanneries when the wind blows from the east.

The city is held by Lord and Lady Angus and Aoife McLlellan, and is home to 12,500 citizens. Angus is a likeable bear of a man, who married above his station, after travelling with his wife to be and several like-minded individuals in an adventuring company. Aoife, his wife, is commonly believed to be more conservative than her husband and is a devout follower of Arnwen, the grim god of death and poets.

The city is a haven of civilisation deep within the wilds and the lands around Caer Glais are known to be dangerous to travel. Accordingly there is ample opportunity for adventure in these lands.