280 The Adventurer

Two days of travelling saw the Vukanovi travel past the Triforge mountains. Unfortunately, past the great range of three mountains that once housed the might of an entire civilization, there was nothing but further decay. In fact, the lack of life on the triforge mountains paled in comparison to the wastes beyond it.

At the least, the Triforge mountains had signs of civilization upon them. Some life returning to them now that Li had lifted the undead haze and sowed the seeds of life with his presence. But here, down the mountain, there truly was nothing.

Complete and utter barren stretches of cracked earth smothered over by a tar black burnt layer. Atop it, a layer of ash had built up, and each step of the Vukanovi's vine legs puffed out little clouds of ash that floated high in the air before ever so slowly falling down, as if gravity itself had cloyed into a choking heaviness in the area.