Pronounced “eye-wish,” this village of 450 is named after the old lament “I wish…” once heard so often among the gold-fevered river panners who came late to the Nugget Run of the upper Flanmi in the second and third centuries. For a time, sizeable gold nuggets could be found by panning the fine stone and silt of the bed. However, now finds consist of a few flakes of no more than 1-6 gp value for a week’s worth of panning. Iwish is now rundown, and is a tenth of the size of 300 years past. Still, it is a center for a number of small hamlets and very minor landholdings of petty Naelax who congregate at Iwish’s main hostelry, The Golden Grumnet. The Grumnet (named after an archaic unit of weight), is the perfect spot to plan some petty conspiracy or other.
Along the Nugget Run, the riverbank is still often in very poor repair due to centuries of being trodden down and trampled by gold-grabbing panners and wagons, and flooding is common in the surrounding lands during spring. It area is also dangerous, since disgruntled panners decide to fill their pockets from time to time with the gold of passersby. In addition, there are crossbow-armed hunters out after the herons, swans, and northern cranes which nest or rest here at various times of year.