Start out searching the well
Before you is the great well of High Yore. For centuries, it gave life to the barony, its water pumped into canals that sustained bountiful agriculture, and a prosperous nobility. But the bottom of the well is now dry, pockmarked with test-wells and trenches exposing the impermeable stratum under the erstwhile aquifer. Tunnels run off from the edges of the bottom, desperate attempts at horizontal drilling that bought a few more years for the barony at the cost of dozens of lives, but those too have come to an end.
Feather Fall, foal.