The trees that grow here produce a beautiful, thick-skinned orange that has become a delicacy up and down the coast. Their skin made them a popular export for a time, as well as feeding the people who lived here. However, seventy years ago, a great war swept the region. Some of the orange orchards are now tended by the conquerers, but it is not uncommon for travelers to come across the remains of a ruined farmhouse standing amidst wild, overgrown orange trees. Often, these farmhouses still have blast marks on the walls showing where magic destroyed the home. In the fall, of course, the oranges ripen, but few people live here in the aftermath of the war. As the autumn moves on, the oranges fall from the boughs and rot on the ground, filling the orchard with the sickly scent of rotting citrus. This has made the orchard a popular home for bees and wasps.