Setting
At the beginning of Winter, the March was fearfully close. Even at high noon the Miasma darkened the Southern horizon. Dyrlyn City is expected to be teeming with the Deadmen by mid-Winter.
Only the desperate Southern refugees for shelter risk settling this close to the March, the Taint already beginning to sour the earth beyond the Southern gates.
The Southern end of the city is occupied by warweary soliders desperate for reinforcements to fight an unending enemy. They hope the High Walls of Dyrlyn City with afford them a chance to whittle the number of Deadmen who March. Some hastily dug trenches and spikes line the Southern Walls and reach out East and West in hopes of slowing the March.
Everyone knows it's all useless. There is no victory in their future, only gaining more time for those further North.
Only the desperate Southern refugees for shelter risk settling this close to the March, the Taint already beginning to sour the earth beyond the Southern gates.
The Southern end of the city is occupied by warweary soliders desperate for reinforcements to fight an unending enemy. They hope the High Walls of Dyrlyn City with afford them a chance to whittle the number of Deadmen who March. Some hastily dug trenches and spikes line the Southern Walls and reach out East and West in hopes of slowing the March.
Everyone knows it's all useless. There is no victory in their future, only gaining more time for those further North.
Dyrlyn City
A city that lies on the Fringe of the Taint. One of the Northern-most cities of the South, and one of the few Southern Cities still standing. Those who could go nowhere else found themselves in Dyrlyn City.
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