The sons of Mil
Also known as the “Fairy Hill.” Hmmm, wonder how it could have gotten that name? Maybe you should ask the nervous young priest who tends the chapel built on top of the hill. Funny how your village never manages to keep a priest for more than seven years…
Or maybe you could ask your grandmother, who has been handing out mysterious packets and jars to housewives, lovers, and sick children for as long as anyone can remember. Except for the priest, of course; for some reason no one tells the priest about these potions. But then, whenever you ask your grandmother anything interesting, she mutters darkly about how some knowledge should die with the old folks like herself who still know it.