I am Lindel of Mythron. Before you read any further, you must understand: I have always been loyal to Mythron. Everything I’ve done has been in the name of justice and honor. I do not know where my future lies, but I did not abandon my country…
Brisk morning light filtered through the foggy air. The night had passed without incident, and it was time to move on. I stood slowly, stretching my leg. A stream trickled through the undergrowth, and I stooped to drink. I splashed some on my face, letting the cold water rinse off the sweat and mud.
An overgrown, cobbled path led west from the low watchtower. I limped slowly to the path, leaning heavily on my walking staff. Falmor couldn’t be much further now…
The watchtower. This is my first attempt at a building of any sort.
The tree. This technique was inspired by The Timinater's Island Castle.
The stream. The rockwork is pretty blocky here, but I like the foliage.
And a closing shot.
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