Rainoga

Purskul, once a shining hub along Amn’s Esmel River, now bears the somber weight of recent tragedy. Long a center of bustling trade and river commerce, the city thrived at the crossroads of vital trade routes, its wide streets and merchant halls echoing with prosperity. Yet that vibrancy has dimmed; a virulent plague has ravaged the city, decimating its population and transforming its famed market square into a site of grim necessity, where a towering bonfire burns day and night to consume the dead. Despite this, life endures. The half-orc community, descendants of orcs once enslaved in Amn’s armies, remain prominent in Purskul’s labor and defense sectors. On a rise overlooking the city stands the somber monolith of the Dark Moon monks—followers of Shar who value secrecy and discipline. In contrast, the verdant temple of Chauntea offers succor and hope, its gardens tended with reverence. Purskul now straddles a fragile line between resilience and ruin, commerce and sorrow.

Purskul spreads along the Esmel River’s banks, its once-proud towers darkened by smoke. Market stalls stand half-empty, their awnings scorched by the great bonfire that blazes in the city’s heart. Hooded monks pass silently beneath banners bearing Shar’s sigil, while Chauntea’s temple glows softly amid fields still clinging to life. The streets are quieter now, haunted by loss, yet stubbornly alive.