Silver Spring Oasis
A lush field of tart-smelling ashbrush fills the area around the oasis. The brush is dun-colored and thorny, and burnt-orange rocks jut from the scrub plains. The elven compound – a looming fortress of stone blocks rising above the barrens – can be seen from the road. When travelers approach to within bowshot of the walls, elf guards call out the rules of the compound: “Twenty silver pieces each to water here and rest in relative safety. Pay or turn back.” Then an elf appears from a hidden entrance to collect the fees. The gates will not open until payment is received, and most violence is returned in kind by the bow-wielding guards upon the walls.