The Sered Spur

The grass-shouldered crag west of the Vale where House Vandahl has clung since the Imperium fell — a half-ruined dynastic upland that guards its castle, its keep, and the dead it can no longer afford to keep quiet.

A long limestone crag thrown up where the Vale's meadow climbs west toward the Greatwood ridges: rolling green benches and sheep-cropped commons over grey bedrock that breaks the surface as ribs, scarps, and crag-noses. The hollows between the ribs are warmer, greener, hidden from the wind — you do not see one until you are over its lip. The Sered Cleave gorge cuts the crag north-to-south; the cart-road bends along it and dies at the castle crag as a footpath. The danger rule is simple: the higher and the older the Vandahl ground, the worse it rings.