A small town at a ford of the Elsir River, known for woodcutting and papermaking. The self-styled “Baron” Hargil Trask and the rest of the Trask clan govern the town by the Baron’s fiat. The Council of Brindol has no use for Baron Trask and would like to see him and his lot driven out of Elsircross. The towns of Elsir Vale haven’t fought among themselves in many years, however, and the Council is loath to intervene in another town’s business, even if that business is getting rid of a jumped-up brigand like Hargil Trask. For his own part, Traskis smart enough to keep his thugs from running amok in his own lands, so his subjects (and neighbors) tolerate him and his swaggering sons for now.