Outer Giask
Outer Giask is a beautiful and verdant composed primarily of rolling hills interspersed by dark overgrown copses and numerous fields that are generally fallow. There has been so much political tumult and incursions by vile men and beast from rogue regions that the people are fearful, cynical, and generally depressed.
Most of the populace live in the dozens of small hamlets strewn over the countryside though a significant minority live on the outskirts of Giask where they perform the necessary, but unpleasant, tasks required to keep a large city running. Here you will find the dye makers, leather workers, animal husbandry and other craftsmen who are not allowed into the city yet their finished goods are greedily accepted past the gates. The fishing villages fare somewhat better as they can ply their goods within the city proper. Outer Giask has a marketplace, making it a popular spot with traders, lords, and stewards from the surrounding regions.
The residents see themselves as belonging to their native hamlet more so than to Outer Giask. Unifying the peasantry into becoming a single people who can coexist and work together for the greater good is the biggest challenge. This stubborn individualism is evident in most all aspects of life. People speak with different accents, wear subtly different cuts of clothing and even hair styles all mark a resident as belonging to a certain area of Outer Giask. Even the beer in the various inns and public houses varies drastically as everything is locally harvested and produced. In the northern and eastern areas where the wild hops grow abundantly the people drink a strongly alcoholic and bitter beer that is a hay gold in color and in the west where a variety of grains are to be found the people brew a dark and malty beer.
Lore
Keepers of Lore have gathered stories in Outer Giask. Read them here: Keepers of Lore/Regions/Outer Giask
