CURRENT TIMELINE
As night falls upon Dawnreach, the already gloomy and lawless town takes on an even more sinister aura. In the darkness, the true nature of this forsaken place is unveiled.
Dimly lit by flickering oil lamps and the occasional fire pit, the town streets become treacherous paths of mud, reflecting the feeble glow of moonlight that manages to pierce through the thick cloud cover. The roads, mired in a perpetual state of dampness, transform into treacherous swaths of slippery earth, making each step a challenge.
The houses, constructed from decaying, rotting wood, hunch together, their once vibrant colors faded to murky shades of gray and brown. Dilapidated and on the verge of collapse, these structures serve as a refuge for the outcasts and desperate souls that call this place home. The creaking and groaning of the decaying timbers resonate through the night air, creating an eerie symphony of neglect.