Farms

Hidden behind layers of illusionary veils, the breadbasket of the Four Cities.
No man knows true path that lead to these farmsteads, as is the will of the King-of-Kings. Slivers of millet, wheat and hops is reaped by the toiling farmers that are given freedom to practice their craft on the sandy shores of the River Rao.

Days can go on end with the scorching sun.