Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190522130722/@comment-26517142-20190612184350

The large tower seemed to be a water mill, aged and rusted to a heap. On it were the words 'PROGRESS and PROVIDENCE', and around it was a small swamp that was dark grey in color. There was stillness.... and past that location...

A certain shed stood out. A shed that read 'PRIVATE'.

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As Ashton traveled... he started to notice something glinting on the dirt. It was faint.. but it was underneath his shoes. The moment he pushed it out of its sandy hiding he realized it was something far from the norm.

It was a piece of gold. A coin, flattened with such ease.