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Shiningted · Sep 6, 2008

Area Description for Hickory Brankch

Hickory Branch, Hickory Branch
Horrors enough to make you blanche
Liches and titans and minotaurs too
Are all just waiting to feast on you

Hickory Branch, Branchory Hick
Orcs and wolves on the ground are thick
No reason to be there, but thats not the point
Just head on down there and rock that joint!

Hickory Dickory Tickory Tock
The skeleton key will wind your clock
An unholy double-ax for your tank
(I can't complain. I created Frank!)

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Gaear · Sep 8, 2008

Okay, here we have the semi-final versions of the Verbo-Hickory-Welkwood descriptions. If anybody still wants to add a description, feel free, but I'd like to get this show on the road.

Verbobonc (written by me, adapted from info in the module)

Your footfalls on the dirt of the road have changed to the echo of cobblestone and brick, and the relative peace of the countryside is now gone in favor of the bustle of a thriving municipality. You have arrived at the city of Verbobonc, population 11,600 and capital of the Viscounty.

This section of the city contains the palace of Viscount Wilfrick, City Hall and the Mayor's residence, various guild halls, and the stronghold of the nearby gnomes. It also contains shops that offer more and better equipment than you've found elsewhere, the typical accomodations of a large city, and a greater scope of information to go along with these things.

As you pass along the main street and spy the occasional shuttered second story window of a flat building amongst the usual fray of businesses and street vendors, it occurs to you that this densely populated town may hide no less sinister elements in its nooks and crannies than the many other locations you've visited across the Flaeness.
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Hickory Branch (written by GuardianAngel82 and edited by me)

As you traverse the Low Road, you finally notice the trail that heads off northwest toward the Kron Hills, almost hidden by the trees. This in turn widens into a clearing some 200 yards southwest that opens onto the larger vista beyond, what is for all practical purposes now the ghost town of Hickory Branch.

The first thing that strikes you is the smell. This is no mere disagreeable but familiar scent of animal spoor or dead vegitation, but instead a pungent miasma of foul odors brought together by close association over long periods of time. The distinct smells of rotting meat and feces, combined with the broader impressions of death and decay, drift sickly and persistently in the fallow breeze.

You next spy the litter. Gnawed bones lie scattered about, some of them belonging to men. Mixed with these here and there are discarded tools and broken weapons and armor, ill-kept even before they were cast aside. It appears as though many dangerous animals frequent this place, and other creatures, barely more than animals, have made this foul tract their home. You hear a wolf's low moan beyond the trees. Your senses have unconsciously become alerted.

This former human settlement has long since gone over to the baser elements. It is no longer a place for man.
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Welkwood Bog (written by Greylan and edited by me)

The odor of the bog strikes you long before your first glimpse. The pungent smells of sodden, decayed wood and corpulent mosses are thick in the still air of the Welkwood.

A carpet of green stretches through the valley floor under a perpetually gray and brooding sky. The blackened husks of suffocated trees line the seams of the bog, their broken and jagged trunks stretching like fingers to the unmerciful heavens in futile supplication. Leeching the last drop of life and sustenance from the trees are thick, ropy vines that spread outward in twitching clusters.

The water of the bog is an unhealthy brown, opaque enough to hide the secrets its shallow waters have swallowed. It can sustain only the most adaptive and cunning creatures. The carpet of peat and sphagnum rests mostly undisturbed, but sinister ripples and small waves occasionally disturb the stillness of the surface, as if something moves beneath.
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Good job guys - thanks to all who helped. :thumbsup:

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