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(I know that some of these might be a stretch, but if this is the last bit of the mountain, then this is my last expansion. Might do some expansions to the provinces just out of the mountains but that’s about it)

From time immemorial, the Krioth had inhabited the mountains in one aspect or another. Wherever you went, you could count on at least a small lodge or group of people to receive you. The colder the climate became, the warmer their welcoming. This was the attitude of the highlanders, and their only ill-will was towards those Krioth who would never in their life set foot inside the mountains. The krioth were mountain folk, it was in the name, and to ignore that was to ignore your very being. Some say it was this, but many other knew it was because the lowlanders could harvest much more grain and food than them to last them the winter with no problems.

The Daresh would like to believe that the rise of numbers in the hills was due to their help, and that is partially true. To every partiality, there is a bigger reason behind it. It was, in fact, a simple matter of time. With the advent of more efficiency techs, the Krioth could squeeze every ounce of harvest from the hills as they could. Their Aurochs could now help plow the fields, and those that they couldn’t, the Krioth had turned into terrace farms.

It wasn’t that there were never people in these mountains, just that now there were clear settlements and additions to the city of Vhascayo. Small villages had turned into towns, and each with their own small flavor, all happy to contribute young ones to Daresh rites and help the rest of the Krioth people.

These northern parts of the mountains boasted more and taller trees than the southern parts, and the deer here seemed larger. Some hunters even ventured out to the northern forests out of the mountains themselves to hunt a different species of deer that dwarfed the mountain deer in size. Their pelts, too, were of much higher quality, and their horns ground into powder for medicine. This became a rare delicacy, as it meant the Krioth had to leave their precious mountains.

Finally, the strangest and most out of character addition to the Krioth lands were the riverlands. Over the centuries, the Tyrogotha were pushed out further and further. They did not disappear with a scream, but with a whimper. They were consumed, in a way, by the Krioth who slowly pushed farther out to the river. The mouth to the sea was scant populated, and there was no violence. In fact, the Tyrogotha had become more and more like the Krioth, as they already spoke the same language and dressed the same way. They were glad to partake in industry and better their lives. The ones who did not shy away usually found work helping to sail goods on barges down to the Meswoth, as well as signing up as Shipwright warehouses. The Tyrogotha had a much higher knowledge of the sea than the Krioth, so they were welcomed with open arms. While the Krioth could supply the labor and craftmanship, the Tyrogotha brought in the sailors.

That’s not to say there was no resistance to this. A small splint of their people packed their bags to their already-crowded lands north of the river, and would raid in small numbers, but in time, they would fade away.