[Maplore] Autumn Meadows

[AntiSociety 709]

Autumn Meadows

The Tranquil Forests

 

Current Day

Nestled in the North-West of Azuras, between mountain ranges and valleys lay a thriving land of both forests and open, clear plains. Small game and peaceful creatures generally inhabit the forest, they live where it is most dense with trees. The meadows sport open fields with creeks which run through them, split by a dip and rocky drop. The entirety of the region is surrounded by peaking mountains with valleys in between them sporting their own forest trails. The trees are always colored to an autumn tone, sporting a similar wild botanical theme with squash and pumpkins existing on their own. The forests themselves are dense and break off into neighboring fields which are open, with some indications of land having been intentionally cleared.

 

The Wooden Ruins

Nestled right in the middle by the creek is the existence of a ruined village, one seemingly abandoned and left to the elements to rot. Some homes are clearly more capable than others, supporting the idea that each home and building had stopped being inhabited at different times. All indications show that it was once a sprawling village which lived on the land, lumber and equipment supporting the idea that this was once a bastion against the elements of weather and otherwise. Families were likely responsible to each home, inhabiting them together with their own natural professions. It is clear perhaps through what is left that this civilized village clung to the idea of faith, symbolism and a place of worship is present.

 

The Fog Phenomenon

Those who inhabit the land, or near, often report stories of thick fog which pools itself in the evening or early morning. Said fog is accompanied with odd revelations of terror, specifically rousing around the idea of undead. Most who are unfortunate enough to experience such a spectacle often speak tale of whispering or whining ghosts, spirits which seem at great unease. Something preventing their rest, which in turn has led them to take it out upon the living. So too is the supposed existence of undead, battered and dirtied corpses which wander mindlessly through the fog. Guttural tones of dismay made audible as they seemingly have no directive in sight.

 

The Height of Fright

The most outwardly of all claims to have come from rumors and present tales of the land is one which cites the existence of a figure, clad in black armor and cloak which rides a steed. The most unusual thing of all in regards to said being is the fact that there is no helmet, face, or head present to the body. Some claim to have been attacked by the being, though none truly seem capable of presenting enough evidence to support such an idea. The only thing which lay as a common concept amongst all reports are the fog which covets the forest into an even deeper tranquil state.