This land isn't for the weak hearted nor mind. It's sod is beaten and crisom-stained. It's vegetation is mixed with dried, tasteless and green and lush. However plentiful is isn't in the least. There is a stream that runs through this death plagued land but rotting caresses line it's shores and beneath the surface. There is always a stench of death in theses parts. Of course the ruler of this horrid place finds it peaceful and beautiful. There is a forest that has survived but it is skimpy as sunlight seems to even fear this place and won't shine here hardly; if at all. However protection from the elements is in plentiful here. The outskirts of the dwelling is held by a huge mountain and at it;s foot there is 6 large caves to seek cover. However this caves are anything but normal. Sounds of screaming daemons echo through theses walls. The floor is plagued with mud and painted with crisom; fresh crisom. The walls even seep. Yes seep. This land isn't for the weak hearted but for it's dominator it's Home Sweet Home.
King: B.l.a.c.k
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Moderators: B.l.a.c.k, Ink'd