The Rift

The closed woods of the south-east climb and drop without pause, and no route here is straight. The forest floor gives the alchemist ingredients, the animals give the hunter leather, and the trees give firewood.

Mistveil Keep leans against the eastern wall, its back to the city. Whoever takes the Rift takes a hold where official authority was never the only kind that mattered, and where the rate charged in the market has always had competition.

Citizenship is requested one hold at a time, and only the Jarl, the Hand and the Chancellor can approve who comes in. You can renounce and hold no citizenship at all, and request another one later.

Offices run from the Jarl to the garrison in six tiers: Jarl, Hand, Chancellor, nobility, command and garrison. Whoever stands above promotes, demotes, dismisses and hands out written titles to those below.

The treasury takes tax on everything traded inside the hold, at a rate of up to 25% set by the top offices. The treasury ledger records every collection, every change of rate and every withdrawal, with the name of whoever did it.