Daltiarna (dalTEERna), the Jewel of the Free People, is the unofficial capital of Glasrún. This immense city of 30,000 spreads further in every direction each year. The streets wind throughout Glasrún’s shady forest, all of it veiled by the leaves overhead.
A mix of every species populates the city. Families who have been Daltiarnan for centuries live among first-generation immigrants from every homeland. The only condition for someone to move into the city is finding a district willing to speak for them. Once accepted, the city expects that district to help them construct a home and find work.
Daltiarna has no central authority. Each district is self-governed, bringing major proposals to neighbors so they have a say in matters that might affect them. The residents in each district choose a Speaker who has the final call when controversy arises. They hold the position until another candidate nominates themselves. Daltiarna has a thriving political culture that enforces an unwritten maximum term of two years for any Speaker. Debates can rage for days.
Unknown are unusually common in Daltiarna. Entire districts have formed from transplanted residents of Broken World settlements. After the Pilgrimage, the promise of independence drew many humans to the city, and Daltiarna was eager to pull as many brethren away from noble rule as possible. Life in Glasrún’s woods is difficult, but a breezy prospect compared to the struggle of living in the bizarre wasteland of the Broken World.