The group swiftly arrived at the fort, its appearance a remnant of its previous state. Most of the walls were in a state of disaster, a thick miasma of death hanged over the entire fort and the nearby plants were all withered.
The keep and magic tower no longer towered over the walls, and a deathly silence filled the air. Broken only by the occasional click-clank of the skeletons walking about.
"So, these are undead plants?" Elizabeth mumbled, looking at the queer plants lacking any semblance of color covering the area.
Moving through them made her feel disgusted, like something unholy was trying to invade her body. The others felt a similar unease. However, this did not affect Eldrian, Theas, nor Vivian.
Myropsis had also felt the unease, but it wasn't affecting her nearly as much as the players.
