Maragir Wealds

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The village of Maragir is nestled in a dense, lush forest. Some of the villagers hunt there, now that Brencis has made that legal for peasants – or they pick berries and mushrooms. Others earn their living as lumberjacks. And they all love their boyar, Ambrus. At least, that’s what you hear whenever you set foot in Maragir.