1

You smell woodsmoke.

You smell fresh turned earth.

You feel a vague sense of unease.

You notice a rank odor.

A shattered statue rests here.

The air seems warmer here.

Gnawed bones litter the ground.

Large feathers lie scattered about.

Horses passed this way recently.

Your eyes suddenly sting.

Deep ruts score the ground here.

A stream gurgles nearby.

Orc tracks cover the ground.

A despairing cry rings out.

Vines cover piles of rubble.

What's the rustling sound?

Spider webs hang from trees.

A strange silence envelopes you.

Everything here is covered in ash.

2

A horse neighs in the distance

White flowers litter the path.

Blood soaks the earth here.

A ghostly wail shatters the silence.

Vines cover jumbled stones here.

The ground is blackened by fire.

Footprints are everywhere. BIG footprints.

You almost gag on a foul stench.

Someone's cleared the underbrush here.

A green haze makes your eyes burn.

A deep pit almost blocks your path.

A dank breeze ruffles your hair.

A harsh yell brings you up short.

Is that smoke in the distance?

You pass a low stone wall.

A loud rustling startles you.

You brush aside huge cobwebs.

Dry bones are littered everywhere.

A hot spring bubbles nearby.

3

Someone's been this way recently.

A low, ghostly moan shivers by.

You see movement in the underbrush.

You stumble over a fallen headstone.

You pass a toppled column.

Scorched bones are everywhere.

Smoke rises in the distance.

The scent of carrion hangs in the air.

You cross a well-trod path.

You notice a strong acrid odor.

You clamber over piles of gravel.

The air seems cooler here.

Was that an orcish sigil?

A rotting corpse hangs from a tree.

You pass overgrown fields.

Something's been digging in the sand.

Even the insects have fallen silent.

A wolf howls not far away

You pass several lava boulders.

4

A sign warns "Trespassers Beware".

You smell of freshly buried dead.

A rune is scratched in the dirt.

You hear a distant unearthly moan.

A headless statue lies in the dust.

The trees here are charred by fire.

A huge bonfire smolders nearby.

Harpy droppings foul the ground.

You pass a stack of firewood.

The ground here vibrates faintly.

Piles of dirt are everywhere.

That looks like a path

Orcs have trampled the ground here.

You trip over a broken Manacle.

The path is flanked by toppled masonry.

Scorpion tracks crisscross the area.

You push through a huge spiderweb.

The air is still and oppressive.

A path winds off among the boulders.

5

An owl hoots softly nearby.

A crow caws in the distance.

You pass a trampled circle in the dirt.

An open grave yawns in your path.

Blocks of marble lie nearby.

It is definitely getting warmer.

You pass several uprooted trees.

Harpy feathers are everywhere.

A bird calls nearby.

The ground vibrates underfoot.

You detour around a gaping pit.

A spring bubbles from the ground.

You smell orcs. Definitely orcs.

A bell tolls nearby.

Paving stones ring underfoot.

Those look like scorpion tracks.

Hmm, no mosquitoes.

A huge bat flaps slowly overhead.

Stone outcroppings dot the area.

6

You pass a smoldering campfire.

Wagon ruts lead off a ways.

You feel you are being watched.

Broken potsherds crunch underfoot.

You pass a row of fallen columns.

You pass a charred skeleton.

Huge footprints cross your path.

You step over a half-eaten carcass.

The area looks inhabited.

You notice an acrid odor.

You pass a heap of rising shovels.

That almost looked like a path.

You notice orc tracks.

A bell tolls in the distance.

A loose paving stone nearly trips you.

You pass a shallow sandy pit

Large spiders scuttle from your path.

A flock of ravens pass slowly overhead.

Steam rises from cracks in the earth.