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Tucked away in a landscape that is as cosy as it is creepy lies Morberg, wrapped in thick walls with a wooden gate. All around are misty moors and rainy hills, and woods that have crooked and leafless trees, and farms and fields guarded by scarecrows. Soon, snow will make any road to the outside world impassable.

The town is a hustling and bustling place, a haven of free trade, hidden far away from the beady eyes of the law. One could find anything here... from airships to leprechauns. Cobblestone alleys lead from the central market square in every direction - up and down and cramped between looming walls of stone covered in moss and ivy, hiding a myriad of small shops from sight. Torches cast shadows across the street. All visitors to Morberg pass the tollhouse near the bridge.