Once a dusty trade route, the Road to Dillabras is now the backbone of a fragile alliance. Winding through fields, ruins, and rising hills, it connects scattered strongholds, freeholds, and farms to the capital of Dillabras, seat of the High Assembly and symbol of a unified realm.

To the west, the shattered fortress of Kaern’Nor stands as a warning of old rebellions, while nearby Mon Lethe thrives as a mill town that supplies grain and whispers resistance. Southward lies The Thatch, a lively crossroads village where news, rumors, and mercenaries change hands with every cup of mead.

The blood-soaked Battlefield near the southern bend marks the last stand of the old crown its banners faded, but its ghosts remembered. Nearby, Baelin’s Farm is simple and sturdy, yet many say the farmer knows more than he lets on.On the eastern rise, Lars Raeta crafts dyes and wines prized in the capital, while the mysterious City Under the Mount remains cloaked in smoke and secrecy, its dark machines never silent.

This land is tense, watching. The sun shines over a fragile peace, but every hoofbeat on the road might be a herald of war or hope.