After the world was destroyed by the carelessness of the human beings. The land was left deserted and barren. A few stranded human beings, still roamed the abandoned earth. Wandering aimlessly. Strange creatures crept from their hiding places undeterred by the presence of the humans. Some good and some bad. The good, known as and the bad, the hidden. They both, hate the opposing side, the humans were left undecided, each try to invade during the secrecy of the night. To capture prisoners and slaves. Upon capture, a riddle is set. Is that particular creature worth fighting for? Why don't you come and see.
Season
Winter.
Terrifying squalls tear over the realm. Damaging buildings and causing your ears to ring. The chills from the icy breeze cause bumbps to appear upon the flesh. The skies are dark. Grey clouds, cover the horizon threatening to drop the bundle of rain upon the globes pastures. The barren fields begin to liven up as the moisture soaks into the sod. Soon the paddocks will be full of weeds. Where ever you walk your clothes and bodice is dampened by the moisture in the atmopshere. The village is not a very nice place to be in winter.
The pub The only building not vandalised and raided. People are still able to come for a drink or chat. Angels and demons alike may venture through the doors and converge in conversation. The pub is located just off the centre of town. A large and aged building. Many stain glass windows and stone ornaments look down upon the village streets. Disapproval of what the previous owners left behind. The top story stands as a look out point. You can view most parts of the globe. From the closest beach to the surrounding fields. Everything meets the eye. Moderator: Gabriel
Hospital As the humanoids died off their left over corpses were stored in the morgue of the hospital. Slowly they began to rot. Leaving behind a foul stench. Now they roam the abandoned, uncared for and unused building. As spirits. They cry out in vain to be set free from this world. Yet help never comes their way. Moderator: Gabriel
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Pioneer Park Once a grand park. Used by many young children, accompanied by their watchful care takers. Many, many years ago, the first settlers took the park. Dwelled in it for safety. Now the only sound that can be heard is the lone chains of a sing. Softly clinking in the soft breeze. Located at the end of the park in the deserted playground. Moderator: Gabriel
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