Greenmere is a wide woodland border region where river travel, forest roads, and old stone crossings tie together many scattered communities. It feels lived-in but uncertain, with trade, patrols, and shrine bells all competing with fog, floodwater, and the memory of past spellcasting. Magic is common here and trusted when carefully prepared, yet powerful workings leave marks that people read like weather. The region thrives on caution, routes, and local bargains.