Durendal

Nestled near the sprawling grasslands that border the Orcish clans, Durendal stands as a rugged frontier city and bustling trade hub. Its wooden palisades and stout stone walls guard a lively market where horsemen from the steppe and orcish traders alike converge, exchanging goods, stories, and wary alliances.

The city’s architecture blends sturdy timber halls with ornate carvings inspired by steppe traditions—long, sloping roofs adorned with intricate patterns, and tents of dyed leather pitched within the walls for nomadic visitors. The air is thick with the scent of horse sweat, smoked meats, and the rhythmic thrum of drums and horns.

Durendal’s people are hardy and proud, skilled riders and warriors who honor the steppe’s code of loyalty and freedom. They maintain a vital peace with the nearby orc clans, trading horses, furs, and rare metals, while guarding their borders with watchful eyes and swift riders.