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!
| Played | 1057 times |
| Cloned | 32 times |
| Created | 15 days ago |
| Last Updated | Yesterday |
| Visibility | Public |
| Size | 0 |
| Type | River |
The Veinspring is a fast-flowing river that cuts through the city. It descends from Mount Vellspire in the north, dividing the opulent Sprigs from the bustling Spindle, flowing deeper through the Barrows. The river is used for washing, gathering, and travel downstream. Some of the creatures within the Veinspring are not always natural. Giant crawdads scuttle beneath the surface, sometimes causing trouble within the city. Fishermen in the Barrows sometimes hook more than they bargained for, and Promissory smugglers have been known to lose entire skiffs to something just beneath the surface.
The Veinspring gleams with an iridescent shimmer, its water tinted faintly blue-green by mountain minerals and the alchemical run-off from old guild workshops. Wooden bridges span its width in places, arched like beetle shells, while bioluminescent reeds line its banks and sway like dancers in the current. Near the Barrows, carved stone steps descend into the water, worn smooth by generations of feet, while the walls near the Spindle rise up sharp and fortified.