So memory did serve, and it was indeed a mountainous world. It was also, unsurprisingly, a high-gravity world, which made everything harder, but not too much harder.
After a round of introductions with the nearby village’s constables (What clans are you? Clan Sho-ahm, Clan Strong, No clan at all. Where did you come from? There was a hole in the world; we fell through it. Say again?) we were invited to stay the night if we liked. As it turned out, we did not like.