Waterwing
A lonesome town on the brink of ruin.
A small, coastal town with an even smaller population. The smell of salt mixes in the air here, soft sand leads to the ocean and fades East into grassy dirt.
The forest surrounds the town and hangs the threat of danger over its head.
Most of the houses are broken down and deserted. A rickety dock looms over the shoreline. The few inhabitants that have survived do not take the time to clean the place up.
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