The Despotate of Vilder

Up north of Speros, where the air is cold and the people are daft, lay the land of Vilder. It is an isolated region, with two mighty rivers east and west, an ocean north, and the Central Mountains south. It is here the famed knight was born many decades before the war, and it is here men wear such armour men of the Grasslands call them ‘Iron-Skin’. They too, like the nomads of the west, ride on great steeds. They constantly put their skills to the test through hunts and tourneys, and their bravery is boundless as their foolishness.

There is but one realm here, and that is the Despotate of Vilder, founded when the cities of the north banded together under the House of Perania. Perania is a large city with stout walls. Its wealth lay in the secrets of the purple dye, and its vassals: Onvil, Valake, Vilerun, Thess, and other such cities, watch it with much envy. It is a brutal and feudal land, one still untamed, with a large lake around the middle. The cities lay around the lake, and it is in Vilder adventures most like journeying.