Wyrelande is a land shaped by age, weather, and memory. From wind-worn hamlets and moss-choked ruins to long roads that vanish into misted horizons.

Wyrelande

The Longlands is a broad sweep of temperate country where wide skies meet rolling fields, and the land stretches in gentle rises from river valley to low hill. Hedgerows stitch together a patchwork of tilled farmland, sheep pasture, and meadows alive with skylarks. Villages huddle around greens or quays, their lanes edged with oak and elm, while lone towers and old barrows break the skyline.

The River Ribble winds north to south like a silver thread, drawing trade and gossip alike between scattered settlements. To travel the Longlands is to walk a landscape shaped as much by plough and hearth as by wind and weather — a land of steady seasons, quiet industry, and stories told by the fire when the day’s work is done.

The Longlands

A ONCE-PEACEFUL LAND OF ROLLING HILLS & FARMS

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Towns & Villages

An insight into the kind of places you will find yourself in on your travels through The Longlands.

Silvershine Woods is a vast, ancient forest where silver leafed trees weave a shimmering canopy over winding trails, hidden glades and shadowed glens.

Sunlight filters down in shifting patterns, while moonlight turns the leaves to pale gold. Though beautiful indeed, this is no tame wilderness - ruins of long-forgotten forts lie deep amongt the trunks and mist gathers in hollows where strange lights drift at night.

Traders, pilgrims, rangers and wanderers all pass through its path, but each learns quickly that Silvershine does not suffer fools.

The Silvershine Woods

A STAR-LIT LAND BENEATH A GREEN CANOPY

The Longlands is a broad sweep of temperate country where wide skies meet rolling fields, and the land stretches in gentle rises from river valley to low hill. Hedgerows stitch together a patchwork of tilled farmland, sheep pasture, and meadows alive with skylarks. Villages huddle around greens or quays, their lanes edged with oak and elm, while lone towers and old barrows break the skyline.

Redlands

A ONCE-PEACEFUL LAND OF ROLLING HILLS & FARMS