Nowhere is the Rostlandic spirit more alive than in the Free City of Restov. The city owes its allegiance to the Brevic crown, and Lord Mayor Ioseph Sellemius must bend his knee before the Dragonscale Throne like any lord, but otherwise Restov belongs to no house, making it a haven for the lost glories of the Aldori Swordlords and those who look back to the old days before the coming of the Conqueror. Restov is a city of both refinement and rough-and-tumble manners. The gentry consider themselves sophisticates, although a Taldan visitor would consider their ways quaint and touched with no small amount of barbarism. The city is a bustling trade center along the border. Restov’s relative wealth supports no small number of idle lordlings and merchant’s sons. In addition to alehouses, they frequent the various Aldori and Taldan dueling schools, resulting in many street corner challenges. The schools, salons, and taprooms of Restov are also hotbeds of rebellious talk against the king, with young firebrands in search of a charismatic leader.