"Uneasy. Superstitious. Filled with tales of creatures from the forest, misfortunes, and afraid of their local protectors."
The Hok-Shinn, that is. It certainly doesn't seem a jovial place, that much he's sure of. There's a dark shadow looming over it, and a sense of impending doom. Of slowly building dread, as if the problems may continue to pile up until they reach some breaking point.
Hopefully, if they do, it isn't while they're still present.
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"Uneasy. Superstitious. Filled with tales of creatures from the forest, misfortunes, and afraid of their local protectors."
The Hok-Shinn, that is. It certainly doesn't seem a jovial place, that much he's sure of. There's a dark shadow looming over it, and a sense of impending doom. Of slowly building dread, as if the problems may continue to pile up until they reach some breaking point.
Hopefully, if they do, it isn't while they're still present.