The town of Corentin sits on a ridge over looking a nearby river and small port. The ocean can just be seen on the horizon from the parapets over the market gate. The year is 603 AD, and the town is located in Bernicia. A good haven port, it often sees trans-sea traffic during the stormy months, the rest of the year most of the traffic flows with the river, bringing ores, lumber, wool and some grain from the highlands. Most days, A fisherman will bring his catch up river from the sea-shanty where the fishermen live. The town is surrounded by an earthen embankment 1.5 meters high topped with a 2 meter log palisade. Three gates broke the monotony of the palisade, the river gate, where the river was closest to the town, and the poorer people fetched their water and did their washing. The market gate, lead to the market held on the field downstream from the town and the river gate. Last but not least, was the Inland gate, this was the only gate that lead to a road. Kingdom traffic and some flocks came by this road. The town hosts multiple Inns, one of which is owned and run by a man named Tavish Ainsley.
Tavish was just welcoming the morning crowd at the Iron Scale, his inn, serving mostly porridge cooked this morning and milk bought from a local farmer who liked to come by chat a bit in the mornings, mostly because Tavish would buy his milk without trying to cheat him. Today's crew was small, though Tavish had been told to expect a couple of new ships coming up the river sometime this week.
Tavish was just welcoming the morning crowd at the Iron Scale, his inn, serving mostly porridge cooked this morning and milk bought from a local farmer who liked to come by chat a bit in the mornings, mostly because Tavish would buy his milk without trying to cheat him. Today's crew was small, though Tavish had been told to expect a couple of new ships coming up the river sometime this week.
