Narwell

Town
Population 290 Households.
Ruler: Baron Janstin

Narwell

The lands along the western shores of Woolly Bay have long been known as the Wild Coast, and not without good reason. Neither the Great Kingdom of Aerdy nor the Kingdom of Keoland – the Flanaess’s two greatest empires – could tame the Coast’s fractious inhabitants. Instead, they have for centuries been havens for fugitives, outlaws, and free-spirited adventurers.

Narwell is the oldest of the Wild Coast cities. It was founded as the settlement of Naer’s Well some fourty years after the Rain of Colourless Fire by Naer, a wandering priest of Phyton, the Suel god of nature and farming. Almost immediately, Naer’s Well (or Narwell as it later became known) gained notoriety as a home to vicious bandits and highwaymen. Landlocked and far from the lucrative trade routes that saw upstart cities such as Greyhawk prosper and grow, Narwell relied as much on brigandage as it did on honest trade. Like the rest of the Wild Coast, it remained a lawless backwater for centuries, ruled over by petty tyrants and robber barons whose might alone secured their rights.

The people of Narwell favour mainly Suel gods, especially chaotic deities, such as Kord and Norebo. Joramy, Olidammara, and Tritherion also had strong followings, as did less boisterous faiths such as Pelor, Wee Jas, and Phyton, who is revered as the patron of the town. The temple to Phyton, which stood over the site of Naer’s Well in the Baron’s Demesne.

In Narwell itself, a charming, but ruthless gangster called Arbram Shaen has won the respect of many natives. His gang of thugs offer protection to Narweller businesses in return for modest cuts of any profits. Though he tolerates no dissent, Shaen looks out for his people; in recent months, several particularly hated Watchmen have “vanished”. There have also been clashes with the Thieves Guild, with the result that most Narwellers now pay protection to Shaen. Shaen has gladly accepted bribe money from the authorities, but they have seen no return on their investment.

Locales of Interest

There are many places of interest and opportunity for adventurers (particularly those of questionable morals) in Narwell.

The Wainyard

The Union of Merchants and Traders has built a large, walled at the old crossroads of Market Street and Baron’s Way. Housing agents for all the Greyhawk guilds, the Wainyard is the hub of the efforts to rebuild Narwell. Every few days, wagon trains roll into town bearing lumber, stone, and essential supplies for the Militia. Acting as supply depot and general store, the Wainyard is also the headquarters of the Watch, who take great care to look after the interests of their paymasters among the Greyhawk guilds.

The Sundered Spear

Staying at the Sundered Spear
PC worshipers of Trithereon can stay at the Sundered Spear while in Narwell. Such PCs gain free standard lifestyle while staying at the tavern

This tavern – one of the better ones in Narwell – stands close to the Wainyard and mainly caters to merchants, wealthy visiting guildsmen and adventurers flush with coin from their latest exploits. Named after the Shining Spears, a group of adventurers dedicated to Trithereon, and owned by Falarah that group’s only surviving member, the tavern is one of the safest places in Narwell. Shaen’s gang does not trespass here and even the Guild of Thieves accepts minimal protection money to leave the Sundered Spear well alone.

Keridor’s Trading Post

Bustling and busy (but a riot of disorganisation) Keridor’s is well known among the populace as a place to buy and sell almost any portable item no questions asked. It stands on Market Street near where it meets Baron’s Way. Within the dingy two-storey building, the unscrupulous Keridor (CN male human rogue 5) presides over chaos along with his six mercenary guards who vigilantly patrol the premises. Sprawling across the entire first floor and much of the second the clutter is without rhyme or reason. Shelves, bins, and cupboards all overflow with an ever-changing array of knickknacks, bric-a-brac and oddments. Keridor is happy to trade with almost anyone and enjoys engaging in long, convoluted conversations with potential customers; knowledge is power and Keridor lusts after anything that will give him an advantage.

Rumours and Whispers

Many old cellars and tunnels have been discovered beneath the ruins in the course of the reclamation effort. Some industrious folk have begun exploring these passages in the hope of discovering items of value lost in the sack. A small number of objects of considerable age and value have come to light recently. These lucky strikes have overshadowed the disappearance of several treasure hunters in the deeper tunnels. Thus, the frenzied exploration of the dank passages beneath the town goes unabated.

The legend of the Zardancar, the “First Sword”, circulates among the native Narwallers. The Zardancar is said to be an ancient warrior who warded the town in times past. He slumbers beneath the earth, waiting to wake and rise when a great peril threatens Narwell, or so the old wives would have it. Cynics scoff at the tale, saying that if ever the Zardancar had opportunity to appear it would surely have been as the orcs of the Pomarj were storming the city walls.

Narwell

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