Weeping

Nestled in a glen of willow trees among the rolling Harvest Downs, Weeping is a small village of gnomes. The houses are built in the bases of trees, and the peaceful community seems like something out of a fairytale. Puffs of smoke gently drift from the chimney of the inn. A lantern-lit tavern called the “Sleeping Giant” becomes crowded with the townsfolk every evening, filling the night with drunken voices and endless song. A great water wheel turns quietly alongside a glimmering creek. The village of Weeping has long known peace, and their home seems untarnished by the dark world around them. The gnomes are a very hospitable people, though they don’t get very many visitors. The Mayor of Weeping is Old Mumbernath. A handful of satyrs also live in Weeping, having abandoned their primitive, hedonistic lifestyle to become more civilized.

Weeping

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