Whitemire

Whitemire is a nothing town in the terms of what makes it important. It is beneath notice for the Baron, despite their recent yearly pleas for aid. Their roads are mud-mires when the thaws hit, and they are the last town before the hill-pass to Haverford. Baronial knights ride through it and ignore it. Taxes are a pittance from that town, and the Baron seems to have little regard for what doesn't advance his goals.

The town itself is a not much to look at. It has a green space in the center of town, the road runs right next to it, just to the north side. Opposite the road is a lonely inn, and the town's river dock. Two roads arc from the main road, each nothing more than a lane: one around the green, which has the five nice houses on it; and the other behind that by more than a hundred yards with the poorer homes. Everyone takes up a craft, hunts, fishes, or farms, there's no idle hands.

The only strange thing about Whitemire is that every so often, around every 20 years or so, in the deep of winter, women would go missing. Always young women of marriageable age that hadn't been spoken for yet. But that hadn't happened for about eight years. Didn't figure it would again for another dozen or so. The ladies would just wake in the night, claim to hear some sort of song, and wander into the mountains, entranced. They even erected a statue on the hill looking into the mountains to memorialize those young women who vanish, following the mountain's song.

At least, that's how it used to be.

By 1486 the Town had undergone a significant change. They had sworn fealty to a new Lord that rose up from beyond the mountains, and he had fixed many of the town's woes. Fertility ran amok in their fields, fisheries, stock pens, and game-traps! The town had food to spare the winter they swore to obey the Lord's laws over the Baron's. Houses were rebuilt larger and stronger, en masse, and the Inn got a second story. A grain silo, mill, and community storehouse soon followed. A new Reeve was installed and given a means of contacting the Lord by letter. And further still, the new Lord requires no taxes. Says he has wealth enough. Says he counts every townsperson to be as family, as his own kin.

Government

The Town Reeve oversees the law and taxation as per Terrinoth custom.

Type

Town

Population

300

Location under

Southern Terrinoth

Additional Rulers/Owners

• Baron Rault