A Marsh
A series of tall raised stepping stones wander confusingly through the ethereal mist, leading to a small mossy clearing.
The clearing is surrounded by marsh somewhat reminiscent twixt Bronte's 'Wuthering Heights' and the Slough of Despond. Myriads of lime-green pools, varying in size, are separated only by tall, dark trees that tower sparsely upwards towards dense canopies. Occasionally watery ripples disturb your reverie, as if hidden creatures lurk in the unseen depths.
Three long stones rest between the moss.
Kribensis is here.
Exits:
out to Pub: South Crossroads