Having finally reached their destination, the party let out a collective sigh of relief, five days of continuous travel did that to you. Aldrich was especially glad that he was off the damn bridge.
Not too far from the shores of Ebrict one could also see the silhouette of an island in the distance.
"That's the Umbra island, where the Umbra monastery was supposedly established. In the the legends it's said the high scholars made pilgrimage to it even in the age of Dread making it their home even in death."
Nathan sighed as if he lamented that reality could never be as romantic as fiction.
Ebrict had a few gates that were manned with a few soldiers armed with muskets and crossbows. The wall was nothing like Voryhrm but it was much better than a regular small-time town.
