Post by alyboobs on Sept 17, 2015 16:30:17 GMT -8
"A hush falls over the forests of the island with the bustle of Aberwyth loud against the absence of the natural atmosphere. The animals and insects have vanished and deep behind the tree line to the North east produces a brief rumbling that echoes about the darkening wood. A tree risen to hold back the sickness crumbles further, a black ichor oozes from it's roots and wounds while a cold thickens the air. Frost builds on the surrounding foliage as it withers and a ominous tension claims the area. It spreads ever closer to the den's below and creeps quietly in the coming night towards the village that lies beyond..."
Things to keep in mind until further notice:
- Hunting is sparse. Most 'prey' type animals have fled the area beyond the trees. Predatory animals (Bears etc) have also followed them.
- The wind has a constant chill 40-50 degrees F
- The Isle is still moving off course, merchant and trade ships are only able to make it here by luck. Specific orders will more than likely not be available, thus
imported supplies are still at a low.