A rough wind blows over the deserted and devasted fields of Dúrjan. Once in a while small animals are rushing over the fields to find something, they can make it over the next few days with. Alongsinde the small veins of water that are cutting through the landscape bigger and sometimes more dangerous creatures are seeking for whatever their instinct is telling them to find.

The horizon is filled with the gigantic silhouette of Dúrjan. The only fortress of manhood in the deserted plains is drawing it’s outlines against the gray sky. Big saillike buildings catch the elemtal power of the wind and invite travelers to abandon the lonelyness of the fields.

Filled with live this place is much like the opposite of the surrounding planes. Take a step inside the tunnels leading to the center town square and explore the city of winds.

The fields of Dúrjan

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