The Valley
Shifting between tall grass, a cool ominous breeze runs through the “hollow”, deep in the blue wood forest of “Lay Loo Yuh”. A land rich in vegetation, the trees almost mammoth in size as well in strength but weightless. The breeze sings of dark prognostication coming to light… These “hollows” provide the villagers with fruit, medison, and material. Unfortunately where there is good bad always follows. The breeze creeps and the wind carries a deep subtle roar over the village and after some time the deafening silence sets the tone of adrenaline and fear that encompasses the people of Lay Loo Yuh. Their hearts beating out of their chest while preparations are being made since one can assume that their warrior has fallen to the shadow… and is nowhere to be found…
