This simple farm doesn’t yield any income but it does provide food for its owner, the people that work the fields, and their families.

Wilverley Castle is a luxurious bastion located on an island off the coast of Risur. Lavishly appointed with the most expensive materials, it is a remote and secure place of relaxation for the king and his senior attendants. The castle has a garrison of 300 soldiers.

The trek to this isolated place of martial learning is arduous to ensure that only the most dedicated warriors are found practicing inside it.

A lair hidden beneath the facade of a weavers’ guild, this is the stronghold of the local kingpin. A few dozen rooms contain quarters for thieves and smugglers, plus warehousing space for all manner of ill-gotten goods. This criminal enterprise generates 36,000 gold per year in income.

Many of the services rendered by the novice healers in this temple are given out for free, leaving them only enough coin to live on.

Although once a grand place that welcomed many traveling adventurers, the ruler of this formerly proud royal residence has slowly fallen ill and the counsel of his advisors has left much of his home to fall to ruin (reducing its size and quality after years of neglect as the grounds become more dilapidated).

This massive tower juts out from the mountainside it is built into, its shadow falling on the winding streets of homes its mighty walls defend.

Although this is a hole in the ground it’s not nasty, dirty, wet, filled with the ends of worms, sand, or even bare—it’s quite comfortable, well-furnished, and has plenty to eat within.

This imposing spire of sturdy bricks is home to apprentices and assistants that catalog, prepare, preserve, and store magical reagents for its mysterious owner (who is rarely home but always arrives precisely when they mean to return).