Welcome to Auvensberg!

A small village sits nestled into a low valley. A number of small houses dot the area with chimney’s of white smoke. The main thoroughfare, The Kings Road, cuts through the middle of the town going east to west. A large well kept cottage overlooks the town from the south. This is the lord’s manor. The local tavern and inn, Hogswash, sits in the center of town just off the road. Small stables with a few pack animals milling about inside stands nearby. Across the well worn dirt road sits another large building, this is the local blacksmith who works tirelessly day an night.

The village is mostly surrounded by rolling hills. To the northeast a large forest encroaches on the fields near the edge of town. A small path leads off into the forest. Southwards the hills grow and grow eventually turning into mountains far off into the distance. East the Kings road meanders lazily through rolling hills and grassland. Some boulders and sparse trees dot the horizon. Westward the road comes to a small bridge just outside of the village that crosses a stream and continues on into the sunset. Across the bridge next to the road is a parcel of land surrounded by a low stone wall. Standing stones are situated haphazardly spread within enclosure. The stream flows from rocky crags in the south and cuts northward gently curving around the outskirts of the village and eventually heads off towards the forest.