A peaceful village
Rustic houses adorned with wild ivy and a rainbow of flowers make up for most of Eastyard. An uneven cobblestone pathway connects all of them to a square in the middle of town. Directly surrounding the square are the usual type of buildings. The church has a mixture of new planks with fresh paint that look as white as snow, and older planks that are as brown as dirt and seem to be heavily infested with woodworm. A soft tune plays from inside the inn, and is joined by a sociable murmur, the clanking of tankards and the sound of hardworking chefs. Unknown is engraved on a hangboard outside a busy shop. Its windows are filled with common goods as well as weapons and armour. A lone piece of paper hangs on the door: Clerks and suppliers wanted! In front of what appears to be the townhall is a notice board filled with hastily scribbled pieces of paper with requests of help. It appears Eastyard isn’t unlike anything you have ever seen before, a nice change of pace. As you enter the square, a kaleidoscope of butterflies flies in your face, which are being chased by laughing children. “Ho-hey! Watch out for them travellers, we wouldn’t want to scare them away”, yells an older man who is playing cards with some friends, “They must be thirsty and carry heavy pouches of gold, heehee.”
Square
People are mainly just minding their own business. From hard-working people to playing children, the square serves as the communal hub for this small village. Besides some old men playing cards, nobody seems to really give you any attention. A potion seller dressed differently than the rest of the villagers catches your eye as she walks onto the square humming a joyful tune.
Church
Imagery of the Six decorates the entrance. It’s a relatively small church, as even the Town Hall is larger. The inside is lit by a mixture of candles and natural light that enters through the many cracks of the building. A lone figure stands in front of the 6 speared altar, mumbling a prayer.
Citizens Commons
A kind gentleman stands behind the counter of this small building. You are most familiar with the name of the store and its founder, but there doesn’t seem to be any hint of nefariousness in the clerk.
Townhall
The largest building of the town stands firmly between the church and Citizens Commons. The door is usually closed, but a notice board in front of the building can be used by villagers to express their woes.