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|Region of the Edgelands|
|Featured in||Fable: The Journey|
|Related Quests|| Miremoor|
The Good Samaritan
Miremoor is a farming region in the eastern Edgelands traversed during Fable: The Journey. As the name implies, the majority of the region is sparse moorland, dotted with many ruins now home only to rockmites and hobbes. During the journey through Miremoor, Theresa explains that the ruins of Miremoor are all that remain of a once-bountiful community built by Heroes who, opting for an easy way to enjoy success, channeled their Will power to create and harvest abundant crops. Unfortunately for these Heroes, the ease in which they built their city resulted in a weak infrastructure, which saw the city consumed by the lands that they sought to settle. There are a few run-down communities on the moor, most notably the farm at Honeyholm and the village of Dunecrest in the foothills. Harvests are consistently poor, and following the opening of Reaver's Reach, passing trade has drastically reduced as well.
Miremoor Henge Edit
Miremoor Henge lies in the centre of the region. Once a landmark with an unknown history, the henge now marks the entrance of Bladebarrow. The nearby ruins have been overrun by hobbes, who have turned the area into an arena of sorts. Behind the arena lies the ominous stonework of the henge itself.
Hammer's Rest Edit
Hammer's Rest is a large walled campsite situated on the flat land in front of Miremoor Henge. The campsite contains a hitching post, a water trough, a few trees and a small stone hut.
Honeyholm Farm Edit
Honeyholm Farm is a small settlement in the Miremoor foothills. Their honey was renowned for its healing properties, but a fiasco involving crossbreeding resulted in the farm being closed down. Nests of stingers leave an impression of the extent of the tragedy.
A desolate mill marks the entrance to the village once known as Dunecrest. The village was a trading destination for the farmers of the moors, but like Woodseed and Prickledown, the inhabitants have since moved out. All that remains is a number of run-down houses and the occasional burning pile of rubble.