Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200423213810/@comment-25808351-20200425213147

Deeper into the swamp they traveled. Small wooden posts adorned with black steel lanterns light up as they go, a small violet flame appears in each as they pass, leading them further into the bowels of the swamp. They traveled for what seemed like hours. The paths they followed crossing over others. At times it seemed like they were backtracking and going in circles.

Suddenly the violet flames disappeared, leaving the group in an uncomfortable spot. A small spot of land surrounded by dark murky water. No trails, roads or bridges in sight. The fog covering everything.

Until the sounds of horse hooves against water sang out amongst the chorus of other sounds. Someone was approaching....