Inspired by this photo.
The granite of Qard Fell rises improbably above the teeming tent-city. Selith’s thinks that were he atop that monster he’d finally be alone, not that he could see for weeks in every direction. It would be quiet too.
People gather in places of natural resource: bay towns where the fishing is [...]
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