Rambley was once just a fortified camp for woodsmen working the edges of the King's Forest, but after being granted a permit to cut from the forest, this establishment put down quickly. For years there were squabbles with the centaurs who maintained that the forest was their dominion. But nothing much came of it, save minor harassment. That has changed.
The folk of Rambley are a tough lot; some might even paint them as criminals, controlling the only road between the hills and the forest. A local "woodsman" (actually a bandit leader) has taken to charging whatever they can shake out of passers-by. But having heard word of this, the centaurs began to raid the hamlet at night. A large palisade was hastily erected in the last few months. Rambley folk hopes this is enough to keep the centaurs at bay. The humans that still travel into the forest to cut down trees have hired mercenary adventurers and unscrupulous elven snipers to accompany them on their daily business.
