This strange wandering village of Thriff has, at one time or
been located in most of the provinces of the Westlands. The small
community is currently located at the southern edge of the Miznia
Jungle, where its
trim white cottages are clustered aorund a central grove of mountain
firs, tall and lovingly tended. The Guild Hall and a little chapel
grace the streets. At the southern end, a narrow trail winds up into
the Mithicus Mountains near a volcano. To the northwest of the city,
within the mountains themselves, is a castle belonging to the platypi.
established sometime before the reign of Duncanthrax (660 GUE), did not
always wander. Rumor has it that Orkan, once Guildmaster of Thriff's
enchanters, constantly moved the town in an attempt to find a more
benevolent climate for his terrible hayfever. During the three month period when
the space-shifting village was trapped beneath the milk sea, the people
of Thriff used a great deal of cheese to thwart starvation. At the
beginning of 966 GUE, Thriff was located in Northern Frobozz, almost in
uncivilized lands. Orkan recorded in his diary that he moved the
village on Jelly 26, 966 just south of the Miznia Jungle (near the base
of the Mithicus Mountains) by gating it through the Ethereal Plane of
Atrii, because he hated the northern climes they were previoulsy in.
The villagers were perplexed by grateful. Here the village probably
remained forever, because eighteen days later the Final Conclave of
enchanters, of which Orkan was one, helped to bring the Age of Magic to
a close, thus putting an end to Thriff's wanderings.
the closure of the Age of Magic, a horde of 69,105 Christmas Tree
Monsters descended on Thriff village while it rested in Miznia. For a
few days the village was protected by magic glyphs designed by the
enchanter Orkan, until a nearby volcanic eruption caused by an unknown
peasant destroyed not only much of the horde, but also the glyphs. The
pine-scented survivors planned to continue their delayed migration into
Thriff once the lava had cooled, but that same peasant inscribed a
fresh glyph into the cooling magma, thus forever barring their advance.
When Thriff lay in North Frobozz, it was a three day journey south of Capar's Hill and a week north of Borphee.