The wastes are cruel, and beneath the desolation they hide many secrets.
Drachinacht, City of the Dragon King.
One of the few cities in the world where the ability to swim is more than just recommended.
"After being to the Bramblefens, blackberry thorns just seem kinda cute!"
A young girl with a dirty face and tattered dress stands near the town market offering to sell the PCs freshly cut flowers. They are only a single copper a piece, and smell nice. Perhaps the PCs will be generous with their wealth, or they will not. Great for paranoid parties.