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Tenacinde Modareno Outskirts

[Ch09] ~ The Mark of the Thorn New
    • Hours after their departure from the canal dungeon, the group had trekked their way to the decrepit port village nearby, and charted a paddle steamer as far north as the captain would take them. From there, they had a straight shot to the thriving town of Modareno, and from there to the Commonwealth. It was still humid, there were more than the desired amount of subtropical bugs, and it was a tough journey, but soon, they'd be in civilisation again... albeit with precious few resources, a disunited party, and in an unfamiliar country.

    Following a dusty, sun-baked brick path, they crested a thickly forested hill— and finally got their first clear view of Modareno. Church spire in the distance, and wind- and water-mills trailing along the southeast curve of the settlement. Heat-shimmer off the brick road made it dance like a mirage. An evening sea-mist curled and lapped at the edge of town.

    "You walk like northeners," quipped a disembodied voice from somewhere off the trail.
     
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