bystra river

Bystra Basin Whatever reason that had brought the being forward would not matter to the mists that held the place in its hold. Thick and winding, they would swirl and dampen any who passed through them. A dissuading attempt before the land itself would begin to act. However. Those same mists...

A Feast of Crows A feast. This was the unspoken promise between the figure and the flock of crows that followed him through the forest, circling high above the pines in languid patterns. He would provide the carrion, and they would circle above and act as his eyes. He had long since become...

Cheap ale and cheaper wine flowed free as the Bystra River not but a mile at most away. The scents of booze, cooking mushroom stew with boar, and musk from the sweat of a long days work mixed into a foul stench about the tavern. A passing bard strummed at their lute. The tune matched the mood of...

Lord Arell stared out at the waters of the great lake that connected the Bystra and Sayve rivers together. Frustration clung from him like a thick veil. His little kingdom in the Reach relied on exporting foodstuff like most of the Reach. Arellian grain was so desired it was as valuable as gold...