A bleak agricultural village where the bloodlines are complicated by generations of proximity to Ravenmoor.
Character: Despite official doctrine, people are people. Families here have cousins, lovers, and business partners inside Ravenmoor's walls. They perform the High Church rituals dutifully when a traveling priest visits, then return to their quiet cross-border lives the moment the carriage leaves. The performance is convincing because it has to be. The reality underneath it is simply human.
Mirefield is not a village of secret heretics. It is a village of people who live close enough to the enemy to know the enemy is not what the Cathedral says it is.