A dark fantasy land in a state of constant change from the winds of fate and a small touch of chaos.
Played | 133 times |
Cloned | 0 times |
Created | 202 days ago |
Last Updated | 2 days ago |
Visibility | Public |

Coordinates | (1003, 397) |
Nestled within a grove of ancient, whispering pine trees, this secluded campsite offers a tranquil respite for weary travelers. The tent is pitched on a soft bed of pine needles, while a well-worn bedroll lies nearby, inviting rest. A small, crackling campfire casts a warm and flickering glow, providing a sense of safety in the solitude. Scattered around are several weathered supply packs, filled with dried herbs, rations, and simple tools, hinting at the previous occupants' need for sustenance and practicality. As the wind rustles through the branches, it carries a soothing melody, adding to the campsite’s charm.
A serene campsite surrounded by towering whispering pines, with a sturdy canvas tent, a cozy bedroll laid out on the forest floor, a glowing campfire emitting gentle sparks, and several worn supply packs strewn about in the soft underbrush.