Julgia

Juglia is a country mentioned in the Portal of Returning.
It is rulled by vampires.
One of them is Lord Rutven of Graz.
Julgia is small country in North East Nillamandor.
Culture
Guards dressed in black, and wearing full-faced helms strutted around like lords. 
Villages
Graz
It was a mountainous region, but still the first real country north of the Norob Forest, other than small collections of villages on its northern fringes. Evergreen forests creep up the mountain sides to the snow capped peaks. The towns and villages of this country cling to the steep slopes like black slugs. It seemed to be permanently raining, and somewhere in the distance, trapped in a valley somewhere, you could always hear the sound of a thunderstorm. The locals said that the region made its own weather. The first few villages we travel through were made up of strong sturdy mountain folk, with a pioneer's attitude, cutting a living from the wild forests. As we travelled further north, the atmosphere grew more oppressive, the citizens seemed tired and broken. Guards dressed in black, and wearing full-faced helms strutted around like lords. The guards were the strangest I had ever seen, they never revealed their faces, and were all very tall and muscular, and wore enough armour to put an Enttish knight to shame. They were arrogant and loud, and tormented the countries populace endlessly, like playground bullies. I almost longed for the trackless wilderness again.
It was difficult terrain to travel on as well, the roads wound there way up to a high mountain pass, then back down the other side into the next valley. As the crow flies we might travel just five miles on bad days. The horses were not used to such steep paths either, and even the malcontent Bessy seemed to prefer to keep her head down and not bite at the others, as if she also sensed the desolation in the area. 
Each valley had a village, and each village had a castle nearby brooding over the deep v-shaped valleys like a vast stone vulture.
After over a week of this, we had all pretty much had enough, the conversation and banter had dried up, and each night we arrived at a village, soaking wet from the rain, and entered usually the only inn, invariably a cheerless place, with just a few stony-faced patrons, looking into their tankards and mumbling. It was quiet common to see runes and pentagrams carved into the wall to ward off evil spirits. The people in all of the villages we travelled through, had the same white, and drawn composure's, as if they were not getting enough vitamins in their diet. They looked warn out and shabby, and almost to a man, they had the same plodding way of walking, as if they had the weight of the world on their shoulders.
Category:Countries
Category:Places in Nillamandor
Category:Evil Places