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a landscape commission for wrensghost drawing one of the region for her awesome ARPG group

let's join up the Vesper-End today and start your own adventure guys !!

Check out the complete Wormwood description in here guys : WormwoodTo anyone who didn't know the place, Wormwood was a tangled mess impossible to navigate. More than once, those that walked the pipes by the daily had run across the stinking carcasses of those not bright enough to snag a map. Yet Tallie didn't blame them - the grungy hawkers at the city's main entrance didn't look like creatures out to help anyone. If anything, the tattered papers scrawled over with lines and mysterious markers probably led to a trap, or the lair of a murderous beast.
Tallie didn't need the map anymore, but she took one all the same before dropping ten feet down into the earth, wadding it up in her pocket. It'd serve her right to be two hundred feet under ground and stumble upon something new and have no way to mark it.
Left, right, down, up, left, left - it seemed utterly random, but Tallie knew the way.
"Follow the water," the Misk advised, above all else. The tunnels were easy to get lost in, and claustrophobic as best, adjusting themselves to the size of their occu

Description
a landscape commission for wrensghost drawing one of the region for her awesome ARPG group

let's join up the Vesper-End today and start your own adventure guys !!

Check out the complete Wormwood description in here guys : WormwoodTo anyone who didn't know the place, Wormwood was a tangled mess impossible to navigate. More than once, those that walked the pipes by the daily had run across the stinking carcasses of those not bright enough to snag a map. Yet Tallie didn't blame them - the grungy hawkers at the city's main entrance didn't look like creatures out to help anyone. If anything, the tattered papers scrawled over with lines and mysterious markers probably led to a trap, or the lair of a murderous beast.
Tallie didn't need the map anymore, but she took one all the same before dropping ten feet down into the earth, wadding it up in her pocket. It'd serve her right to be two hundred feet under ground and stumble upon something new and have no way to mark it.
Left, right, down, up, left, left - it seemed utterly random, but Tallie knew the way.
"Follow the water," the Misk advised, above all else. The tunnels were easy to get lost in, and claustrophobic as best, adjusting themselves to the size of their occu