Ergydwir Fyneglong Heavy Tractor

The terrain of the island of Ergydiwr is unique on Alwyyd. Steep sea cliffs ring the island like a shield wall, protecting the rich lowlands from the angry sea and hostile invasion. The only chink in the island’s armor is a natural break carved by the river Mawr as it heads to sea. Even this has proven formidable as the first families who call the cliffside fastnesses home have closed all but the river’s mouth with a fortress named Rhannwr Mawr. This arrangement left the common folk of Ergydiwr in a perpetual serfdom as all trade up and down the Mawr was controlled by the royal families. The common quar were protected, yes, but the price for that safety was a beige existence of thankless toil. The nobility allowed one indulgence, they underwrote the efforts of the island’s many bell-makers. Bell-making has been the highest prized art on Ergydiwr for centuries, developing from the tradition of ice bells used to call in everyquar from the teeth of winter when visibility was poor. This le