Fifthran & Beyond

The Ruins of the Northeast Watchtower stand as a haunting reminder of a time long lost, where it once served as a bastion against invaders. Now, the crumbling walls are covered in frost and creeping vines, telling tales of abandonment in this desolate and snowbound landscape. The air is thick with the chill of blight, making every breath feel heavy.

Crumbling stone walls jutting out from the snow, twisted and covered in frost, with remnants of banners flapping weakly in the frigid wind under a clouded sky.