Rainoga

Good Mead, a humble village tucked between snow-laden pines northwest of the Redwaters, is a beacon of warmth amid Icewind Dale’s relentless cold. Despite its modest size, the settlement is well known across Ten-Towns for its namesake mead—crafted from honey harvested from resilient Dale bees and brewed with care in its communal mead hall. Life here is simple but steeped in tradition, with every villager playing a part in sustaining the brewing operation that keeps the town alive through trade and celebration. The people of Good Mead are fiercely proud of their craft and are quick to welcome travelers with mugs in hand and stories by the fire. In harsh times, their unity is their strength, bolstered by shared labor and deep-rooted camaraderie. Though not without hardship—be it blizzards, beasts, or bandits—Good Mead endures through the strength of its people and the sweetness of its brew, offering respite to all who brave the icy roads.

Snow-covered log cottages encircle a stout, smoke-belching mead hall, its carved timbers glowing warmly from within. Icicles hang from eaves, and the scent of honey and spice lingers in the frosty air. Villagers bundled in furs trudge between buildings, mugs steaming in hand, while sleighs creak past stacked barrels awaiting trade. Pines loom at the village’s edge, silent and snowbound.