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The houses are in disrepair and typically occupied by troops moving through the area.

Wool Mill

A two story dilapidated wooden building reeking of wet wool serves as a wool mill taking in fur from the local shepherds. The building has a hole in the roof where rain has seeped in soaking the wool There are sounds of voices inside.

The mill is worked by eight slaves. There are four guards.

Temple of Obad-Hai

A ruined temple.

North Wind Coachhouse

A faded blue and white sign depicting a cloud blowing ice hangs over a heavy doorway of a rustic coach house. The windows and door are shuttered.

Inside is a blackened stone fireplace with a cauldron of something at a slow boil. There are dozen mix matched tables and chairs in various states of repair around the room. Four patrons of dubious looks sit at a table playing cards while an older woman Denna in a poorly fitting and dirty linen shift stands at the bar looking at you like pieces of meat. The innkeeper Brunze take a long pause, takes you in with sad eyes and slowly asks what can I do for you?

There are twelve rooms, each can be rented for 15SP a night.

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Herbalist

Tucked neatly behind a few small groves of trees is a plan looking house with grey faded paint. The shutters and door are closed. A small bucket of water sits outside the door catching water that slowly drips from the roof

The Herbalist is an older Flan male, dressed in homespun clothing covered in dirt, he has silvery white hair and a short cropped beard we in his middle 60's who goes by the name Justinian. For a small price he can mix up herbal remedies that mimic healing spells.

Durbins Manor House

Raider Encampment

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+A faded blue and white sign depicting a cloud blowing ice hangs over a heavy doorway of a rustic coach house. The windows and door are shuttered.
+Inside is a blackened stone fireplace with a cauldron of something at a slow boil. There are dozen mix matched tables and chairs in various states of repair around the room. Four patrons of dubious looks sit at a table playing cards while an older woman [[Denna]] in a poorly fitting and dirty linen shift stands at the bar looking at you like pieces of meat. The innkeeper [[Brunze]] take a long pause, takes you in with sad eyes and slowly asks what can I do for you?
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+There are twelve rooms, each can be rented for 15SP a night.
+Meals cost a few copper for soup, and a few silver for meat.{{divbox|yellow|Herbalist|
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