Stratford

The town of Stratford was located at the edge of the Weeping Woods. This forest got its name because of the trees that strangely resembled humanoid shapes.

Though the trees themselves were harmless, they produced terrifying sounds that imitated people crying in pain and agony.

The sound that this forest produced, weirdly enough, kept the creatures and monsters away from the town.

Well, most of them anyway.

Beyond this mystical forest lay the Greyscale Mountains that separated the Empire from the tundra wastelands further north.

Snowflakes gracefully danced in the air, glistening like tiny crystals in the evening sky. The forest, with its ancient trees covered in white, stood like silent guardians. While the rugged peaks of the mountain ranges beyond reached upward past the clouds.

Stratford was a picturesque town with wooden and stone buildings that seemed to seamlessly blend in with the wintry environment.