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  • of alleys Street signs get wiped out and replaced with new names every day Streets you wandered just a moment ago are suddenly gone or very far away Morberg s inhabitants are no great help they explain themselves in cryptic directions or refer to other persons that may or may not know more Somewhere in the town somewhere you will never find lives the wealthy architect Hus a madman that

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  • colorful sails and balloons A steam powered engine rattles away with canvas tubes connected to it providing the ships balloons with hot air Ramhackle wooden ramparts rise high into the air serving as quays for the ships Wooden pulleys and ropeworks load and unload the wares Bells resound whenever a ship moors giving the sight of the colorful vessels apparating from the winter mist overhead an ominous feel The most

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  • n the central oak tree Around it eight trees catch its falling and rotting acorns rolling them down grooves in their branches tucking them away in holes in their bark The trees closest to the oak holds one hundred and twenty eight acorns in this way each of the other trees half of the previous tree down till the youngest tree that holds a single acorn Branches grow or rot

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  • a small keg of excellent ale a whistle an elegant smoking pipe detonators a short sword a long bow a crossbow a grappling hook good sturdy rope hairpins earrings tattoos a deck of cards travel maps books on the arcane books on history oil thieving tools fruit apples roasted meat hazel nuts beer reading glasses pots and pans travelling packs hip bags needles hammers wrenches Rubik s cube cats dogs matches kidney knife throwing knives vials of posion gunpowder dice charcoal a music box cigars a suit of chainmail fishhooks fishing wire iron wire a dragon s tooth honey axes herbs and spices a handmirror torches waterskins a padlock horses ink a flower Sadly all of it is too expensive for you the one merchant that keeps his prices low doesn t understand you The town hall is located on the market square as well as an innhouse that occupies some houses down the alley leading to the dockyards and a small church with broken windows and crows Behind it is a cemetary quite the rundown place Morberg has its own peculiar rules and regulations concerning trade No one really seems to be in charge the happy population of tradesmen

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  • seated around it some trolls dressed up as town guards playing cards These guards jump anyone trying to cross the bridge to Morberg plagueing them with a stream of questions where are you coming from and where are you going

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  • arching stairwyas slender towers and countless of collonaded balconies open to the outside air or tall buildings set in the moutains stone all huddled and cramped together Ivy grows everywhere and spider cobwebs hide inside it and everywhere the falling leaves A small and slippery stairway winds up to the tall towers housing the old libary and the Elfinfane and the hidden homes of the Brotherhood like the swordmaker or

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  • to draw away you stand in nightmarish darkness surrounded by the tree s jutting branches as if amidst a forest Fog coils on the cold ground sensual shadows dance in the mist and leaves rot in the moist air and silent rays frail sunlight pierce through the darkness You do not feel afraid perhaps you should the Erl Tree is sheltering you protecting you You want to stay here forever

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  • men and women of the Brotherhood and no one may cross it unless an oath is sworn When you arrive at the great seal nine silent figures dressed in great black cloak stand arrayed at the other side their faces hidden the tip of their swords protruding from the hem of their great cloaks It is the ritual of the Great Seal and they are the finest knights of the

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