Mordmorgan the Mad
First Post
As Varren leads the party west, a warm pink glow begins to rise behind the mountains that loom ominously ahead. After what seems like hours, you finally reach a steep ridge that overlooks the tiny village. From your perch, you can see townsfolk emerging from their homes and setting about their daily work. In the distance behind the village, a massive waterfall roars past the base of an anceint and crumbling castle.