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Ludwell is a growing manorial area, placed near the fine hunting-grounds of Modron’s [[forest]]. Part of the manor is a parcel of land in southeastern [[Glevum]], where sheep graze among the hills. Originally a hunting-cabin for the Lord of [[the Rock]] it is now expanded to serve as a manor for its Lord. The nearby village is unusually large for a manorial village, and runs the risk of loosing inhabitants if not more hamlets are built. Deep in the [[forest]] lies a [[Beautiful Grove|beautiful grove]] of flowers. It is said to bloom even into the autumn some years. Many young lovers escape into the [[forest]] to find it. In 483 [[Gamond]] ap [[Edern]] planted the first bloom of the wild grove cherries in a large orchard, surrounding a large core of them with cherries imported from [[Lyonesse]] and [[Cornwall]]. The orchard was badly damaged in a raid AD 503, as the [[Saxons]] rampaged through it. The heart of the orchard, an old tree marked by a stone circle, was burnt and destroyed. As of yet, the wild cherries have not become good enough to make anything of. When Cyn of Ludwell returned in 510 he immediately set upon an adventure, to bring the heart of the wild back into the orchard. He found his way by paths obscure and forgotten years ago. By some instinct he reached the grove, the clearing, choked by gnarled vines and brambles, yet glowing green colourful despite autumns chill. By the light of the full moon and the soft glow of fireflies by the [[hundreds]], he saw the marble statues (of Gamonds and Anwyns first meeting) and benches left by his father. Within the briar garden both he and his squire shed blood on the thorns. Cyn bled on Anwyns statue, and by her feet new growth of the wild cherries, a small tree strong enough carry leaves despite the season. His Squire maddeg found a [[Saxon]] axe, and following old tracks found his way to the hundred court. Unlike most other manors, the fields are enclosed by verdant hedges, lending the manor the air of an idyllic daydream. Once upon a time, when the [[heartblade]] still graced the wall of the manor, this land was known by another, more fitting name. Heartvale.
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