The crow flew past and the wind blew. Far below on the bridge, the commoners and nobles passed back and forth, eyes focused on their tasks.
Jarafin readied herself. Once again, she found herself seeking new lands and believed she had found a way to worlds undiscovered. She had read a few scant tales of lands beyond the walls of Old Tartania, but she believed that she had found a reliable path.
At once, she rallied a few stalwart guildmates and set forth into the unknown.
A moss covered bridge behind the palisade
The steps appear to be behind an invisible wall, but can be climbed-
Upon the bridge
Conan’s Castle can be seen in the distance from this vantage point
The empty village
Empty, save for the livestock
A temple upon a hill
Lastly, view of the Iron Tower
There is much much more- but that’s another story