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<blockquote data-quote="Evil Ujio" data-source="post: 2313695" data-attributes="member: 27389"><p><strong>The Village of Bronce</strong></p><p></p><p>The party makes haste across the causeway to the ‘mainland’ of the island of Chillhame. The landscape is dominated by low-lying hills and barren broken up by crumbling flint stone walls enclosing thin ragged sheep. From the shore where you stand you can clearly see Bronce, a well worn trail leading right into the heart of the village, east of the village is a large hill with single windmill; beyond the village in the south looks to be a crumbling structure amidst the hills but the distance and rain obscures any real chance of identifying it.</p><p></p><p><em><span style="color: red">Assuming the party heads to the village the closest place for shelter…</span></em></p><p></p><p>This little settlement has clearly seen better days. Many of the wooden buildings seem to have partly collapsed. The town square is little more than an open muddy space, cut with the ruts of wagon wheels, with a squat stone well in the middle. Off to one side is an inn, the largest building in the vicinity, whose sign proclaims it to be the Golden Nugget. Opposite the inn is an open shop with baskets of dry goods set out front. An aged woman sits by the baskets mending a net and narrows her eyes at you.</p><p></p><p>Windows shutter and doors close as the party approaches, they can feel the weight of uneasy eyes upon them in the now pouring rain. The boots of the party sloshing through thickening mud and brown puddles; two mangy pups fight over a bone with scraps of meat upon it, their barks breaking up the silence and the pitter patter of the rain that drones around them.</p><p></p><p>The night sky is cloudy, and the day is gray, with a slight ambience of a silvery blue glow emanating from Dolan, though it seems to be dissipating quite quickly now. Lightning flashes overhead as the old crone sitting next to her stand pulls her cloak close around her keeping her beady eyes on the party.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Evil Ujio, post: 2313695, member: 27389"] [b]The Village of Bronce[/b] The party makes haste across the causeway to the ‘mainland’ of the island of Chillhame. The landscape is dominated by low-lying hills and barren broken up by crumbling flint stone walls enclosing thin ragged sheep. From the shore where you stand you can clearly see Bronce, a well worn trail leading right into the heart of the village, east of the village is a large hill with single windmill; beyond the village in the south looks to be a crumbling structure amidst the hills but the distance and rain obscures any real chance of identifying it. [i][color=red]Assuming the party heads to the village the closest place for shelter…[/color][/i][color=red][/color] This little settlement has clearly seen better days. Many of the wooden buildings seem to have partly collapsed. The town square is little more than an open muddy space, cut with the ruts of wagon wheels, with a squat stone well in the middle. Off to one side is an inn, the largest building in the vicinity, whose sign proclaims it to be the Golden Nugget. Opposite the inn is an open shop with baskets of dry goods set out front. An aged woman sits by the baskets mending a net and narrows her eyes at you. Windows shutter and doors close as the party approaches, they can feel the weight of uneasy eyes upon them in the now pouring rain. The boots of the party sloshing through thickening mud and brown puddles; two mangy pups fight over a bone with scraps of meat upon it, their barks breaking up the silence and the pitter patter of the rain that drones around them. The night sky is cloudy, and the day is gray, with a slight ambience of a silvery blue glow emanating from Dolan, though it seems to be dissipating quite quickly now. Lightning flashes overhead as the old crone sitting next to her stand pulls her cloak close around her keeping her beady eyes on the party. [/QUOTE]
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