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Blood and Wine

The best wine comes from Toussaint – any sommelier will tell you as much. Bottles bearing its famed labels are worth fortunes and even grace the tables of kings - indeed, today one can barely imagine a royal feast without Côte-de-Blessure or Est Est. And it is here, at Beauclair’s port, that this wine begins its journey both to the south – into the heart of the Nilfgaardian Empire – and to the far-off North.

Once the local youth would come here to revel amidst the wrecks. Now inhabitants of nearby villages have started combing the place day and night in search of anything that can be exchanged for food.

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Once upon a time, a plague of frogs visited the Sansretour Marsh. Duchess Ademarta declared a prize would be given to whomever freed the land of these accursed amphibians. Yet neither the knights errant nor the druids nor anyone else proved up to the task – until a poor raftsman named Flovive figured out a way. He serenaded the frogs with his violin and they, entranced by his melody, followed him out of the duchy. In memory of this event, the settlement where Toussaint’s raftsmen dwell bears his name.

Ruined tower which is said to be afflicted by a terrible curse.

The road is lined with the hanged bodies of peasants who opposed their new rulers or had the bad luck of happening across bandits who had nothing against adding another dangling installation to the boulevard’s scenery.

The largest village on Hindarsfjall and home seat to Donar, head of Clan an Hindar. Its inhabitants are just and god-fearing folk, traditionalists strident in their devotion to Freya.

According to legend, this bay was formed centuries ago, in the days before men came to live in the Isles. Skellige was then ruled by giants, whose favorite pastime was to engage in vigorous wrestling matches. One day a giant smashed another’s head into the coast of Hindarsfjall so hard, it pushed part of the island underwater. Many centuries later, the village of Lofoten was founded here to take advantage of this convenient harbor.

Once a favorite midnight haunt for young lovers, this site changed when drowners infested the area. Now the amorous must couple about stables and barns, while only the name of this station remains to remind them of those happy times when they did so beneath an open sky .

Until quite recently this beach was frequented by fishermen come to fish marlins out of the nearby waters.

Not long ago, during the reign of King Medell, Foltest’s father, folk from far and wide would gather here to fish in the crystal-clear waters, which were exceedingly rich in crayfish. The region’s most beloved dish was a creamy crayfish bisque spiked with a hearty helping of dill. Alas, no more…

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Toussaint is a vassal duchy of the Nilfgaardian Empire. Duchess Anna Henrietta is the rightful ruler of the region, but in practice she submits to the will of her dearest elder cousin - Emhyr var Emreis. It was certainly out of concern for Her Enlightened Grace and her little realm that the emperor founded an embassy in Toussaint, consisting of a handful of dignitaries who dwell in the duchy full-time and use their experience to help with her, de facto enlightened, decisions.

A den of dirt and depravity and the shadiest part of Novigrad. After dark all one finds here are women of loose morals, hoodlums and drunk sailors.

Oxenfurt’s picturesque port has featured as the subject of numerous odes and ballads, the setting for at least three lurid crime novels, and a favorite spot for romantic outings for generations of students.

Named after Swanky Peet, the owner of a nearby distillery noted for his generosity and his long, fabulously groomed beard. It is said Peet would sometimes knock a barrel or two of spirit off his wagon near this landing, kicking off impromptu festivals as the locals gathered around to drink the surprise bounty and listen to Peet belt out full-throated shanties late into the night.

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During the reign of Duchess Caroberta, Toussaint was visited by a certain disciple of the Prophet Lebioda named Plegmund. His words and deeds – which included miracles – were so persuasive, soon nearly the entire duchy had converted to the new faith. They crowned this outburst of religiosity with the construction of a temple dedicated to the prophet, but that was not enough for Plegmund. He convinced the duchess to build a statue of Lebioda - the likes of which the world had never seen.

The village was founded by the mythical Sove, who killed a terrifying and bloodthirsty chimera on this spot.

Elders say an isolated cave on this coast was once used as a retreat by the world’s most famous bard (before the rise of Dandelion, that is): the great Xirdneh of Zanguebar, renowned from Nazair to the Dragon Mountains for his ferocious lute-strumming.

The Undvik boatyards were once famed for their longships, which, while neither particularly swift nor yare, were extremely durable. Cautious merchants from every corner of the world would order their wares be hauled in vessels made on Undvik.