The last of the goblin Islands is, like its brethren, plagued by winds and rain. Misty moors and barren hills stretch out in all directions, but in between is a setting both idyllic and frightensome: a crooked woodland reach with a river and fields next to it. All corn, grain, pumpkins, scarecrows and farmsteads.
The town near the fields is Hollow Deep, a small place with a toll house (or troll house) across the river. It has the Sleepy Dragon inn, and a store and a small parish conveniently labelled "store" and "parish". All the other residences belong to the farmers and townspeople. Once a year, ships from Harbat come and take away all the grain, and store it in the granary.
In the distance, you can make out a crude castle on a tall hill covered with trees. Wolves howl in the distance.