If it weren't for some serious business today, I would have to ask you for some pointers on the essentials of swordsmanship here.
With such thoughts, Murphy's carriage was swiftly escorted towards the Blackflame Mountain Pass.
As a natural passage leading from the ring-shaped Dark Mountain Range to the outside world, this pass isn't truly a flat road between two mountains. In fact, the length of this mountain pass spans seventeen kilometers, situated on a relatively flat terrain nestled between high and desolate mountains on both sides.
As early as the first Black Disaster campaign, the civilized factions realized the strategic value of this pass and thus built castles and fortifications here. From above, it looks more like a long and narrow "small town" rather than a single defensive line, but the ravages of four Black Disasters have left ancient ruins scattered across the pass.
