Shavalant

Shavalant is a village in northern Breland, near the southern shore of Silver Lake, north of Ranruunwood. It is a waypoint for ranchers of the surrounding area taking their cattle west to Orcbone or east to the Orien road from Xandrar.

House Vadalis are the de facto rulers of the town, and their representative invariably wins election as village spokesperson.

Although main inhabitants are Humans and Gnomes, Shavalant is known to offer residency to exotic races.

Town Center
Features a water fountain that has the creature in House Vadalis' flag, which is a griffon. The griffon spouts out water from its beak, facing upwards. Just behind the water fountain is the town's main bar and inn. It is the Griffon's Guile.

The Griffon's Guile
A large impressive tavern in Shavalant. It offers accomodation for all sorts of races, including the larger or smaller folks. It has an arena underneath the tavern to hosts tournaments.

Creature Stables
Offers magebred cowhorses and horsecows. {| class="article-table" !

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See: Upon entering the town through the wooden fences surrounding it, the modest tone of the village is personified by the villagers roaming the dirt carved roads. The townsfolk here are dressed in modest garbs, most of which are appropriate for the farmers and gatherers of this village. From where you stand at the front entrance, stables line up on either sides. Though quaint in their structure, the creatures behind their walls are most peculiar. With a quick glance, you can see there are horses who look more like cows, and cows who look more like horses. At the center stands a proud and shining statue of a magnificent Griffin surrounded by a fountain with a stream of water falling from its beaks. It, along with a rather large and lavish bar by the name of Griffin’s Guile directly behind it, serve as the symbol and heart of Vadalis in this town. =====

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Smell: A mix of morning dew and morning doo doo fill the area, and you aren’t sure if you’d describe this scent as pleasant or more to be desired. In one regard, it is evident that this was made with Silver Lake in mind, but the feint smell of animal droppings are certainly apparent. Fortunately, the townsfolk know how to mask this properly with fresh pastries and tender cooked meats from bakers and cooks wafting in the air. The festival has made these pleasantries even more succulent. =====

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Hear: Friendly moos came from the “horses”, and bewildered neighs from the “cows”. The villages paid these strange sounds no mind, and in fact, added to the noise with laughter and high spirits. =====


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