Setting
Hob's bay lives up to its name from first glance. To the untrained eye it almost looks as though the fishing village has climbed out of the ocean– houses clinging to the side of the cliff, in constant danger of falling. With the exception of a run-down train station, you see little evidence of it having much contact with the outside world. Some of you note, perhaps with anger, that there does not seem to be a church in the village. The villagers keep themselves to themselves, scoffing as you ask for directions.
Minimap
northwest |
north |
northeast |
west |
You are here. |
east |
southwest |
south |
southeast |