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!"
He's a non-descript man, with his pushcart. On it he sells nothing more exotic than jars of sun-dried tomatoes in oil and pickled vegetables. But he's always out there, in the courtyard of the great Guild of Wizards, in most weathers, and he'll have a kind word for you, and a jar.