Telreador had been a prosperous city of roughly 3,500 whose inhabitants made a living by trading wood and copper crafts with its neighbors Westdale to the west and Andor south. Although it was on the northern frontier and within the shadow of the Farfor Mountains rarely was the city ever threatened by anything more than the springtime floods of the Rushing River. Even the miners and woodsmen were only ever menaced by mountain lions protecting their cubs. The city garrison’s 4 towers made a prominent statement of defense and the regular patrols of the surrounding lands had done a very effective job of discouraging any of the nearby hostile races from venturing any closer than a day’s ride from the city.That was, until mid-summer’s night. What follows is the best description the villagers of Cabed Mor have been able to piece together from individual recollections of those fateful events.