Plexstin is very small in height, the houses made of different architectural structures patched together. It seems that the village was originally made for the smaller races, later adjusted to make them more hospitable for larger beings. It is not large, but very cozy. There are sturdy gnomes and halflings riding mastiffs, wearing leather armour and armed with wooden clubs and occasional spears. The guards is made up of volunteers, having no official military. Their equipment is terrible, worse than many bandits.
One of their main exports is breeding mastiffs. The only real reason it exists is due to its coastal location, the docks taking in shipments for delivery further inland.