A modest hamlet within the fort’s walls. A community of farmers built upon infertile land. Though by the standards of new science, Curlailan soil is too full of gems and metals to farm, its tillers and sowers have yielded the most luscious crops upon it for an era. 

The Borro complex began as a tin extraction site in the Quiet Years. Long abandoned for reasons unknown, it was briefly rediscovered during the Cassid occupation of 401. When numerous Cassid foremen were lost within its depths, however, Napo Agnes boarded Borro's mouth shut once and for all. 

Known for its sturdy people and sturdier ales, the old port town of Salzbrim has a long history of welcoming sailors from lands beyond the mist. After the Darning Flood of 562, it is said that half the world's pirates sailed in peace to bail out the Drippin’ Flagon Tavern.

The legendary birthplace of the Dendrit Knightmaidens. After the Fonnish Charge of 717, the Mendicant King of Curlail and his men were lost. Thus, the Ladies of Curlailan court donned the ancient’s armour to hold their keep and have worn it proudly ever since. 

There is little known by word or writ of Hilly-Den. Named so by the Sproutfolk themselves, it is a secret-y place where few humans may venture. Though Lothgar of the Old Southern Hamlet claims in his memoirs to have seen “A Monstrous Sproutbeast feasting on fertilizer” within, this has never been confirmed. 

A shrine crafted in reverence of the great Omen Stag lineage. Constructed in the year 310, the Stag Shrine first honoured Odulf Rood who three-pronged antlers parted his kingdom’s canopy. It has since been a place of Dendrit worship. 

Established in the year 776 by Schoolmaster Sicletrude. WIth humble beginnings as a library of Feybles, the Pensives Archive has grown into great Midrathian acclaim. The innermost chamer, Aurem Canus, draws eager Prentices from across the many Isles. 

The oldest well in all of Midrath has many names and stories. Some claim it was dug in the Era of Ancients by Iridris himself. Others still say that once in the dry spell, Old King Rauthard had it filled with ale.