Galen Grasslands

The vast expanse of the Galen Grasslands, once untamed like the rest of the continent, has long since been shaped by the steady spread of humanity. It was here that humans first set foot upon the eastern shores of Elysoria, and over the centuries, the land has shaped its settlers as much as they have molded it in return.   Stretching for miles along the eastern coastline, the Galen region encompasses a diverse landscape—from fertile meadows and undulating hills to scattered groves and coastal cliffs. The once-wild plains are now dotted with towns, villages, and waystations, each one a testament to resilience, labor, and quiet ambition.   The coastal settlements, where the first landings were made, now thrive with bustling harbors. Fishing boats drift in and out with the tides, while tall-masted trade ships carry goods to and from distant lands. Markets along the docks brim with grain, salted meats, dried herbs, and rare minerals from the west.   Moving inland, the horizon opens into rolling agricultural fields. The fertile soil yields a bounty of crops—most notably grain, which sways golden under the sun and feeds both local mouths and distant cities. Herds of Eastern Galen Bison and Prairie Antelope graze in the open range between farmlands, watched over by mounted herders who ride domesticated Dusky Steeds—a breed once wild, now emblematic of Galen's enduring spirit.   To the west, the plains rise into the foothills of a distant mountain range, where mining camps cling to rocky outcrops and dig deep for ore. Though rough around the edges, these camps hum with purpose and camaraderie, with miners trading stories of ancient seams and unearthed glimmers.   Yet for all its progress, the Galen Grasslands remain partially wild. Predators such as the Galen Grey Wolf and the elusive Plains Prowler still roam the outer stretches. Many communities employ skilled hunters—not only for protection, but also for trade. The fur of the Grassland Stoat and Twilight Fox is especially prized for its warmth and softness, often bartered in distant marketplaces.   Amid this interplay of cultivation and wilderness, the land still sings. Golden Throat Warblers and Meadow Larks fill the mornings with song, while Galen Hawks and Prairie Falcons wheel across the sky—reminders that even as fields grow and cities rise, the wild wind still passes freely over Galen’s endless plains.