A dark mist has overtaken the forest of Darkmoore making it forever night.
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| Created | 165 days ago |
| Last Updated | 93 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
Confinement Inn
Confinement is the only surviving inn in the decaying town of Brownrot, haunted by the echoes of its once-bustling past. Its dimly lit common room is filled with the scent of cheap ale and the sounds of murmured conversations, although there doesn't seem to be any food, creating an atmosphere thick with secrets. A few permanent residents linger in the shadows, while a shady barkeep tends to their needs with a watchful eye, reminiscent of the ominous vibe felt in Darkmoore before the thick mist descended.
Darmoore University Fountain
The Darmoore University Fountain stands as a haunting reminder of the opulence that once graced the Darkmoore University Gardens. While the surrounding gardens have fallen into disrepair, the fountain remains untouched by decay, its beauty preserved as a relic of a forgotten age.
Galavan's Last Provision
Once a thriving food store, Galavan's Last Provision has become a grim testament to the decay of Brownrot. Shelves that once overflowed with bountiful supplies now exhibit a meager selection of slowly rotting salted fish and a few sporadic clusters of mushrooms. Amidst the remnants, scattered torches, tools, and small trinkets hint at the store's previous abundance, giving an unsettling impression of being stocked despite the reality of scarcity. Galavan, the weary proprietor, seems to be the sole lifeline for sustenance in this dying town.
Main Hall Front Gate
The Main Hall of Darkmoore University looms before you, an imposing structure of ancient stone and arcane symbols. This prestigious institution is rumored to harbor forbidden knowledge, and many have vanished in pursuit of its secrets. The air is thick with an unsettling silence, as if the very walls are keeping watch over the dark mysteries contained within.
The Derelict Windmill
The Derelict Windmill stands atop a windswept hill, its once proud sails now tattered and still, casting an eerie silhouette against the murky sky. Surrounding it, the ground is cloaked in a dense mist that swirls like ghostly fingers, muffling sounds and obscuring sight. Locals whisper of strange lights flickering within its hollow frame and lament the fates of those who dared to explore its dark interior, never to return.
The Forsaken Abode
Once a vibrant family home, The Forsaken Abode now stands in eerie silence, having succumbed completely to the ravages of time. Whispers of madness and shadowy figures flit through the crumbling walls, hinting at the tragic fate that befell its last inhabitants. The air is thick with dust and the scent of decay, making it a chilling reminder of the past.