Cadogan Abbey

"'Mankind has never been more happily inspired than when building a cathedral.'"Cadogan Abbey is an illustrious temple city on the continent of Estermark, and serves as the capitol of the Grand Chantry of Cadogan Wick.

The city was founded in strange and desperate circumstances, a group of primitive humans sheltering from the Cúconnahan Fog in a natural clearing. Simple walls were erected and a shrine was created to honour the unknown Lady who had brought them to this deliverance from her mists, a clear sign that they had been chosen as her worldly servants and will made manifest on Umbra.

Around this simple clearing, a town began to sprout. The walls were expanded and lanterns lit to hold back the fog, with teams of hunters venturing daily into the McFarlen Run woodlands for food. As time wore on, the population had transformed a simple riverbank clearing into a towering marvel of engineering and construction, a bastion of faith against the dangers of Cadogan Wick.

An attacking army would first have to make their way through the Cúconnahan unblessed, no easy task for even the most gifted warrior, and then face the crossing of the Graethyne River into the bastion ramparts. Many feet thick, and interred with the bones and souls of generations of builders and architects, wailing hands and faces claw at the spirit's of the foe, rending flesh into ice with just a touch. To the defenders, an emboldening choir would be at their backs, yet those same notes would be the deathly howl of the banshee, promising the painful death of each and every trespasser into Mhoira's protected heart. At the battlements, regimented lines of veiled Nuns and Vestals await, twin daggers held to their breast as they sing in anticipation for the bloodshed to come. An ethereal host would spill from the towers and aeries of the cathedral, raining upon the enemy. Today, an enormous number of humans, mostly made up of Churchblades, Monks and Faithful, toil within its walls, creating lanterns, weapons, masonry and scripture needed to be spread around the counties. Patrols of soldiers head out on the McFearghal Road, some never to be seen again. Monks discern greater understanding of the mist, and study the wax and wane of Great Gaelach's Moon. The Faithful hunt the wildlife and rear flocks in the surrounding darkened fells, as well as offer great prayers and devotion to Mhoira il Maeth, who's protection keeps the light of the lanterns strong against the ever encroaching mist.

Cadogan Abbey is the seat of the two governing bodies of the nation, the line of Deacon-Kings and the Goodcoven Ghostflock. The council is also populated with Lumen's of Mhoira and their Vestal Abbey is situated within the city.

Great amounts of trading is done with the adjacent province of Northenwick and through it, the Ikaba people allied and beloved of Mhoira's flock.