In a land of dragons, zombies, and a thousand other creatures that could kill an untrained fighter in seconds, it was the sole 'normal' village of seemingly innocent and non-violent citizens.
Naturally, this led to constant visits from two types of visitors. Mauraders looking for an easy target, and adventurers, (without quotation marks), who usually assumed there was something evil going on.
The two types tended to take care of each other before they got there, but those that made it found no evil nor easy targets.
Just an overwhelming desire to settle down that was 100% their own thoughts.
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