The Briar Barrens

Thorn scrub and pine on poor sandy soil, unwanted by anyone, which is exactly why the pukwudgies still have it. The Barrens are the Wilds' apothecary — nearly every poison and nearly every cure in circulation was brewed from something growing here, and the pukwudgies are careful to sell both.

Geography

Sand, thorn, and pine, with almost no standing water and a fire season that the pukwudgies manage deliberately. Outsiders read the burns as devastation. They are crop rotation.

The Quill

A hidden warren of thorn-tunnels that nobody finds without a guide, governed by a council of brewers whose recipes are family property and defended as such.

Relations

The pukwudgies have never sworn to the Goblin King, though they receive the Great Hunt hospitably and sell it what it needs. They remember that the Kingdom's border once ran through the Barrens, and they have taken the sensible position that a crown is a crown.