Harrowcross
Harrowcross grew at a three-way crossroads beside a shallow ford and a modest market green, where merchants, soldiers, and refugees pass in steady streams; inns and warehouses cluster near the roads while neat cottages and a guildhall form the town proper, and a watchtower stands over the ford to claim tolls and repel trouble.
Harrowcross
Where three roads meet—and so do destinies.
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