Post by Luka on Oct 26, 2004 21:09:05 GMT -5
[glow=teal,2,300]In some minds, the land of the dead. A warm place of fields, the air smelling faintly of the fake money burned to give one influence among the dead, but also of rich, fragrant perfumes. If you follow the main road, you will pass through rich looking fields with workers tending to them without complaint. Children run by occasionally, chasing a dog or other animal, their laughter chiming throughout the area, carried away by warm breezes. You can follow the road into town, or just wander along the paths, you can speak to the workers if you wish, they have all eternity to catch up...
Fighting is not allowed here.[/glow]
Fighting is not allowed here.[/glow]