Luneshale Pass looks like there's no more room in hell for me

@Eset! anyone else that might be with her may also join if desired!

the reaper roams. he scavenges. and when the time is right, he devours. nothing has since yet captured the danger of his attention. but today, things change. 

the flatlands are expansive—so much so that he's only had the time to explore a few of the territories. most he visited were barren, lacking signs of travelers or those making homes. but as the pass creeps on, scents waft near. there are some... no, many. this place, unlike the others, is not a wasteland, nor is it a ghost town. 

and now, whoever is here... they've captured the reaper's attention indefinitely.