Next Garrison
The group continued their sprint westward for a mile, their footsteps echoing against the ancient stone walls of the Roman walls. The night was shrouded in an eerie darkness, pierced only by the distant glow of flames and the haunting moans of the undead.
As they drew nearer to the garrison, they could see that the once-mighty fortifications had suffered severe damage. Smoke billowed into the night sky, blotting out the stars, and the walls were filled with hordes of undead creatures. The defenders on the walls fought valiantly, but the relentless onslaught of the undead seemed never-ending.