A city built in a fallen god-weapon, where guilds rule, delvers vanish, and every choice echoes through tunnels of chitin, ash, and ambition. Welcome to Odrun Fell, a Friends and Fables adventure!
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Created | 15 days ago |
Last Updated | Yesterday |
Visibility | Public |
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Type | Fields |
Just outside the walls of Odrun Fell are fields that are well tended to by the Barleys. Some of the Barley's most seasoned breeders raise livestock, harvestable beetles, and their iconic treebugs. Treebugs of varying sizes are harvested here, towering stickbug-like creatures with fruit-bearing limbs that are harvested like orchards legs. The fields are less like a farm and more like an ecosystem, carefully balanced and stubbornly protected from outside interference. This area serves as both a vital food supply and a living laboratory. Breeding pens and hatchyards dot the fields while Barley tenders in silk-draped garb monitor the harvests. Tradition is law here, and many of the breeding lines have been preserved for generations. The fields are strictly patrolled and warded, so most avoid walking anywhere near the fields when traveling outside the city walls.
The Barley Fields roll in soft waves of green and gold, split by wooden walkways that wind between groves of towering stick-bugs, their limbs draped in ripe, jewel-toned fruit. Massive spider-husk sheds form barn-like structures, their silk-thread roofs shimmering in the light. Between the crops, bulbous beetles graze on moss-fed troughs, while handlers in chitin-sleeved robes move quietly beneath drifting pollen clouds. From a distance, it looks like a living tapestry woven from biology.