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More information!Egondorf:Egondorf sits closer to the Barren Hills than its inhabitants would wish, and as such it comes under frequent attack by twisted and malformed things from the hills. Fortunately for Egondorf, it is home to the Witchhunter Walter von Khan, a man in equal parts celebrated and feared throughout the region. Von Khan in a veteran of his calling, having served for decades in Altdorf, he has returned to his home village in the hour of its greatest need to defeat once and for all those who would prey upon it.
The Bitter Moon:The Bitter Moon stands in the centre of a wide area of cleared forest, for all manner of blasphemous creatures are known to haunt the lands hereabouts. Yet, with each year the undergrowth seeks to reclaim the land, and it is only the efforts of the Bitter Moon's landlord (who hires labourers to fell the ever-encroaching woods) that darkness is kept back. The landlord knows that should he ever run out of funds to pay for the annual clearing, the Bitter Moon would be swallowed by the forests, and the creatures would get him. Some say he is a bit obsessive in this matter, but those who have seen the glowering eyes shining beneath the boughs know otherwise.
Abandoned Fort:Peace as well as war can take their toll on fortifications, and many forts find themselves on old unused roads, or watching for a passed threat. These are abandoned and left for the trees.
The Tower of Viligance:The Tower of Viligance has stood for many centuries, maintained painstakingly by its inhabitants and constant fortified from any possible assault. It is so well protected in fact that it was one of the structures to survive Morrslieb's spite when it rained down upon the region. It's occupants are an obscure order of Sigmarite monks who keep watch over the locale. Though they maintain little contact with any outsiders, it is said that the monks await the return of Sigmar, when they will go out into the land and aid him in the expelling of the servants of evil once and for all.
Once a Skaven Lair, now an Orc Encampment:Orcs are not prolific in the forest, but some tribes make their home here. These bands of brutes wonder from place to place, camping and warring before moving on.
Marchen's Henge:Marchen's Henge was a large circle of standing stones, though it has long since fallen into ruin, many stones lying toppled or smashed. Though legend states the people of Sigmar erected the henge, it appears to be an object of particular loathing from various other quarters. Each year, the stones are desecrated more with crude, blasphemous runes daubed across their every surface by unknown followers of Ruinous Powers. The local militias have on many occasions sought to catch the perpetrators in the act of desecration so that they confront the followers and once and for all end their evil deeds.
The Giant's Tump:Before tragedy befell the Green Hills, this feature now known as the "Giant's Tump" was a heavily wooded, flat topped hill. Once stripped of the verdant woodland by Morrsleib's spite, it was revealed that the hill had once stood tall and proud, but had, in some fashion, lost its peak, the remains of which were scattered all about. Academics from Altdorf and Nuln have theorised that the hill must have been the site of a battle between two huge adversaries, and so the legend has grown in telling. It is now said that the peak of the hill was shorn off in a single swipe of a giant's club, and that at any time, the titanic adversaries might return to conclude their duel, and, in all likelihood, flatten the entire range in the process.
The Ruins of Tor ThanaThough never ratified by the Imperial College of Cartographers, a great number of maps of the Great Forest make reference to the site of a ruined Elven city in the western spur of the Barren Hills. Ever since the Green Hills became the Barrel hills, however, very few have visited the site, for the foul beasts that plague the entire range make travel there hazardous in the extreme. A great number of myths and legends surround the ruins, for the valley they occupy was once the green heart of the forested hills. Once such legend suggest that life still lingers within the ruins, and the fey powers of the Elven folk might one day repair the hills of Morrsleib's spite.
Apologies to Claustwitz, after he typed half of this out as well.
