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 | 1117 times |
Cloned | 33 times |
Created | 15 days ago |
Last Updated | Yesterday |
Visibility | Public |
Coordinates | (-56, 22) |
Cracleline Alley is a food court in the Spindle. The alley used to be an overflow canal used as a molten chitin runoff from Ashcoat smelters, but now it's been reclaimed and paved over by ambitious street vendors under Promissory protection. Here, cooks will create all manner of bug-based delicacies for a mix of adventurers, guild scouts, and aristocrats, all packed shoulder-to-shoulder. A very well known stall that commands the alley's prime corner is Snap's Cracklin' Thorax, which has become a cultural staple in Odrun Fell. Snaps serves dishes that were born out of desperation from when he used to be a tunnel cook. His food is considered a must-try for any new comers entering Odrun Fell for the first time.
Crackleline Alley is a crooked, sizzling artery of the Spindle—a lantern-lit corridor between two leaning trade halls where steam pipes hiss overhead and sizzling oil splashes into cobblestone cracks. The air here is permanently infused with smoke, spice, and the metallic tang of insect fat. At the heart of it all sits Snap’s Cracklin’ Thorax, a four-wheeled food stall made from a rusted chitin hauler’s thorax turned upside down and retrofitted with hotplates, spit rods, and flame funnels. Glowing larva-lanterns dangle from bent antennae poles, casting a dancing amber light on crowds of delvers, merchants, and thrill-seeking nobles. Buzzing bugs-in-wait orbit the food stand, either drawn by the scent or destined to be part of the next meal.