You see a sprawling, chaotic encampment in a massive, muddy clearing. The center is a veritable city of mismatched caravans and heavy wagons, circled up like a defensive wall and filled with tents. The entire operation looks temporary, capable of being packed up and moved in mere hours.

Guarding this mobile fortress are at least three massive behemoths, cobbled together from patchwork iron and rusted scrap, that clank on their patrols. The surrounding trees are just as dangerous, as you spot the movement of scouts and patrols combing the branches.

Welcome, noble spectators, to the hallowed grounds of Hallowseeker Academy, where the echoes of history blend seamlessly with the cadence of knowledge. Centered in a private plot of land about a day's travel from Volaire's bustling streets, Hallowseeker Academy sits against a backdrop of lush forest and imposing mountains. As you enter through the imposing gates, a sense of ancient mystique envelops you, for this venerable institution stands as a bastion of enlightenment in the heart of the medieval realm.

The sprawling campus is a tapestry of cobblestone pathways winding through meticulously manicured gardens, each corner whispering secrets of forgotten lore. Towering spires adorned with ivy and wrought iron rise majestically against the azure sky, housing chambers of scholarly pursuits and arcane wisdom.

The exterior of the emporium is adorned with an eclectic mix of artifacts—weathered banners, mystical symbols, and odd trinkets hanging from twisted vines, reflecting Peyote's penchant for collecting the curious and the extraordinary.

Kog’ Thrak meaning “New Root,” is a young and hopeful Orc village nestled at the fringes of the Ironroot Wilds. Founded by displaced Orc refugees, the village represents a cultural rebirth—an attempt to live not by the blade, but by the spade, the word, and the wood.