The Field of the Forgotten

*Valdís* · 12-28-2018, 08:17 PM

Moving south was like stepping back in time. The farther they journeyed the more the seasons seemed to peel themselves backward. The air was chill but felt more like a cool summer day in the high north. The extensive snow she was used to this time of year was nowhere to be found. It was strange. She frowned. Why on earth had Chaos wanted to move this far southward? What was so great about these lands? She figured she better start looking into it and so she'd left the pack lands to begin getting a lay of the land. So far, she wasn't impressed.

Valdís kicked at a small metal ball that rolled and clinked through a barren wasteland full of twisted pieces of monstrous remains. Things this unnatural were the work of humans. She didn't know exactly what they were but she'd heard the stories. If it did not seem to be of nature herself then it was likely the work of humans. She padded over to another piece of fractured metal that caught her eye. It was ragged and sharp and she found herself wondering if perhaps it could be used for something. The click of claws on metal caught her attention. The sound seeming to echo out over the wasteland.

She turned to see a woman in the distance eyeing some sort of rectangular box. She trotted over towards the other woman. "Hello, stranger. This is a macabre place of wonders, no?"

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