Rainoga

Longsaddle, nestled along the Long Road between the Crags and the Evermoors, is a curious crossroad of rustic charm and arcane eccentricity. Though home to only around a thousand residents, its membership in the Lords’ Alliance stems from the formidable presence of the Harpell family—an old and powerful line of wizards whose Ivy Mansion dominates the town’s skyline with ivy-covered towers, chimneys that puff multicolored smoke, and the occasional transmuted cow. Magic is a daily part of life in Longsaddle, from animate scarecrows patrolling fields to weather vanes that predict tomorrow’s moods. Travelers rest at the cozy Gilded Horseshoe or test their luck at the Gambling Golem, a raucous festhall known for card games, enchanted dice, and scattershields—an explosive marble game that regularly repairs itself. Dowell Harpell, both courtly and mildly unhinged, serves as the town’s voice in the Alliance, balancing his kin’s magical antics with the region’s political demands.

Thatched cottages and gnarled oaks line the road through Longsaddle, where livestock occasionally glow or float, and weathervanes chatter to each other in Draconic. The ivy-clad Ivy Mansion looms with flickering lights and shifting towers. The Gambling Golem bursts with music and laughing locals, its sign an animated stone golem flipping a coin. The air hums with latent magic, and the land feels whimsical—like a spell half-cast, yet oddly warm and welcoming.