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The air of The West Reach was cold and felt empty.

Jehaana was shrouded in a light fog that made it seem as if it were winter. Even though we were in the middle of the summer months.

Rowan walked the pier, following the rest.

he had mostly been quiet on the boat, he had been thinking. trying to figure out who those people on Herne were, and if there would be any more.

The boards of the pier creaked.

Obviously they were old, and propper funding for new ones hadn't as of now seen the light of day. Most likely because of Thaddeus' controversial tax policies.

Still... Not much that could be done about it.

Corruption, that was the word ruling over High Rock now.

The Nord-Elf smirked

Those adamantine times seemed so surreal, compared to what the province had become.