A Peasant of Shneerin

If you’d try to describe Shneerin in one word, it would be ‘tradition’. The little hamlet east of Ravenport is very fond of its own history, dating back to the first human nomads arriving at the Southern Sarvonian Continent. Their old heritage results in a traditional view on life. One of their obvious customs is farming the lands north of their village, the Fields of Aurium. They are the main source of Golden Rain, a grain used to make a richly flavoured and therefore more expensive bread. During sowing and harvest season, labourers from Ravenport come to help the villagers in the fields. All in all, the town practices a lot queer customs, their sayings spoken with their lisping accent being but one example.

In the light of the rising Injèrá, the grayish oaken structures of the town stand loosely arrayed along the crossroads. A history of warfare among humans and elves has made sure that these are not the original Darian structures that formed the first settlement of Shneerin, but as its inhabitants say: “Shneerin survives”. They’ve always rebuilt their town and the indifferent but economically fertile contact with the nearby elves in the Auturian Woods made sure that plenty of lumber was available. This custom of rebuilding has also resulted in the rather chaotic arrangement of the houses: the very existence of the roads is only clear through the trails carved in the soil, not by neat rows of village houses. Two structures stand out of the common houses: the first one is the Broken Wing, the village hall so to say. It serves as inn, council hall, general store, shrine and what not and it is the only structure featured with a stone storey. The other one is The Tree, a pole like construction roughly resembling an Urban Tree. The villagers use it for a ritual called ‘Taming the Tree’, which is there to show whether a village youngster is considered an adult or not. The whole custom is an odd one, but an outsider who has seen the ritual performed will agree that is quite an exciting event, for which the whole hamlet gathers, even the farmers from several strals away.

The ground the village is built on is very rich of old and results in an abundance of flowering weeds, bushes and a small number of trees in spring and summer, scattered as the buildings are. White Oaks are the dominant trees Maple Trees, while smaller plants include Redberry bushes, Foridus and Dalferia; the occasional Tareptail weed hints at the presence of Tarepi in the fields and nearby Tolonian Heath. If you look more closely around the houses, you will find that the occasional villager has taken some time to tend a nice little vegetable garden.