Post by DEV Jlf2n on Dec 9, 2008 22:29:03 GMT -5
Few merchants, rangers, shepherds, and guide claim to know every rolling hill or ravine in the vast grasslands known as the Fields of the Dead and called wryly by some: A tenday ride that starts halfway to anywhere, and ends up halfway to anywhere... Fewer still really know their way around the seemingly endless open lands where every grassy slope looks just like the next and small rock outcrops, crags, and stands of trees serve as major landmarks. The bards sing that every second hill is built of the heaped bodies of the fallen and they’re not very far wrong.
Recurring use as a battleground: first between humans from warmer lands invading the territories of nomadic gnoll, goblin, and orc tribes; later between Calishite factions vying for access to the
resource-rich North; and still later between proud and expansionist Calishite and human settlements struggling (successfully, thus far) to retain their independence.
I started building this area last night as a break from the Underdark. For those of you unfamilar with the Fields of the Dead they lay just north of Baldur's Gate on the way to the Troll claws.
Recurring use as a battleground: first between humans from warmer lands invading the territories of nomadic gnoll, goblin, and orc tribes; later between Calishite factions vying for access to the
resource-rich North; and still later between proud and expansionist Calishite and human settlements struggling (successfully, thus far) to retain their independence.
I started building this area last night as a break from the Underdark. For those of you unfamilar with the Fields of the Dead they lay just north of Baldur's Gate on the way to the Troll claws.
