A city stands on a clifftop in the mountains of Glasrún, where miners supply the free people of Allemance with ore. Barraille (BARall) has grown beyond the cliff’s edge, and elevators large enough to lift three delver wagons facilitate travel through the canopy. From the Upper District, one can gaze out over the dense forest Glasrún is known for. The city’s back road splits into a web of mining paths into the Mantle mountains.
Mountains surround the most remote city in Glasrún. Its insular people take great pride in taming the severe peaks. Even for Glasrúnish, the beasts and brethren of Barraille have an intense disgust for anyone “whose blood smells noble.”