The Bloodstone Lands
This way stop village, located in The Vast just north of the Troll Mountains, is the local market for scores of sheep and cattle farms – a place of stock paddocks, manure piles for sale, and other exciting attractions. “Stinks like Blanaer” is a popular Vast expression. Lost or perilous treasure is not something most folk associate with this hard working center of farming. Still, there are some tales of riches hastily buried under manure piles and in the heart of busy stockyards, guarded by the ever present hooves, horns, and sheer bulk of the cattle. These treasure caches, the tales say, were buried by thieves on the run from treacherous comrades or vengeful victims, or by metal traders from Kurth on the run from brigands. It is certain that bodies have been found hanging from roadside trees in Blanaer on more than one morning in the last decade and that in earlier, more lawless days brigands fought openly up and down the Cross Road in the vicinity. Coffers, rotting saddlebags, and even water pails and nosebags full of coins have turned up in Blanaer’s pastures and manure piles from time to time, but only the gods know if there is more booty to be found here.