Plateaus and snowy mountains occupied much of Drustvar.
Vast, sparsely populated, and short on resources-that was most Kul Tirans' impression of Drustvar.
Its relatively isolated geography had created a united ruling bloc. Drustvar had few nobles, and most of its lords managed timberlands and orchards, tending their own little patches of land.
Rather than nobles, they were more like farmers with extensive woodlands. Most of the nobles under Lord Arthur traded in fruit.
The entire Drustvar region had a population of only two million, just one-fifth of the population of the Norwington Estate.
After leaving Arrowvale Town, the southern gateway to Drustvar, the roads became riddled with potholes. Most were still dirt roads, and the infrastructure was woefully underdeveloped.
At Lord Arthur's instruction, the local nobles readily cooperated with the Norwington Family's grain trade operations. Within a week, grain shipped from Boralus and the Inland Sea had been distributed to towns throughout Drustvar.
Drustvar's noble bloc was reasonably well informed and broadly knew what Rowan had been doing in Boralus.
Rowan's break with the Noble Group had left the local nobles of Drustvar deeply unsettled.
Granted, there was little profit to be squeezed out of Drustvar's mountains. The people planted trees and sold fruit alongside the nobles, getting along well without much conflict over their interests.
Apart from enjoying a slightly higher standard of living than the common people, the nobles were hardly any different. They were quite possibly the poorest group of nobles around.
But bearing the title of noble gave them one more reason to panic. They belonged to a different class, after all, and the local nobles feared Rowan would settle accounts with them as well.
In the end, several letters from Lord Arthur put their minds at ease: don't panic, everyone. Work with Rowan, and you're