Half-Land Dale
The creak of wagon wheels played in harmony with the clop of horse hooves and the strings of a lute as the caravan moved through the dense woods. Whistling along with the bard the captain scanned the road ahead, watching for signs of bandits in the trees. Knowing his cargo was precious, he couldn't allow anything to happen to it. Captain Markham had a good reputation, his caravan had crossed the Dale more than 200 times, only 2 contracts had been failed.
Alternative Name(s)
The Dale
Type
Forest, Boreal (Coniferous)
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