Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200205021240/@comment-25828117-20200208231139

Wrinkles didn't mind being a sideshow to the covenant, he didn't mind much these days. He had been neutered a long time ago.

16th of First Seed

The covenant had been travelling for over a week since Saint Seryn. Thanks to taking a barge down the river Kanit their travel time had been drastically cut short, a good thing certainly.

And while the first month of spring was tempering the climate everywhere, the more south they went in Morrowind there was a strange sort of humidity ever present. Marshlands seemed to stretch out forever after they disembarked at Ud Hleryen, also known as Muth Gnaar during the Argonian occupation.

Eventually they made it to the spring town of Narsis. The home from which the great Thirr flowed. The natural barrier that was supposed to keep the Laumer from conquering all of Morrowind. Here the river was thinnest. Barely visible among the bogs that could be seen stretching out as far as the mists would allow it. It used to be a lot more forested in this region as well; tree stumps appeared to be ever present.

The city was... Eerie. Shadows of a ruin from which alien structures rose up to meet the sky.

"Well people. This is Narsis." Krem announced bitterly while they approached the hollowed out town from the last bluff before the earth became as flat as a disc and seemingly made of nothing but bogs and rivers.

"Or what's left of it anyway." The dark elf added.