Tuesday, April 9, 2013

The Tale Begins...

A small caravan travels from the town of Andervall, bearing metal goods to trade to the villagers of Hallas Reach. A constant drizzle from the night before has soaked the earth, turning the road into a sodden mess, and making a trip that would take little more than a single night in the shadows of the Fellspear Mountains take nearly twice that as wagon wheels become mired in the muck. The caravan slowly comes into sight of the village stockade as the sun sets on one of the last days of Autumn...