Ostermark

Brother Olofs Journal: 
My men and I have just set foot on this new continent after a long journey through stinking swamplands where danger lurks in every corner, we walked up massive mountains with all the cattle and resources we had with us, but unfortunately we couldn't bring our livestock with us. There was no way to transport them over the sea, So we had to dispose of them and collect as much as we can from them and hoping we find new beasts to tame or, in worse, case steal some if it comes to it. Finally, we arrived at the place we're naming Ravenhill, my men are tired and hungry but to our good fortune the place we choose was futile and it seems there's plenty of fish. When we start to unload the boats and set up camp we begin to hear noise coming from the open fields. Growling and loud shrieking noises coming from all around us. It feels as if something is watching us, out there in the darkness... Hopefully, we will survive the night.
Brother Olof