Once a defensive border fortress looking over lush fields, the whispering outpost guards nothing but sand and scrub now – far from any borders.
Not destroyed by siege or strife, the Whispering Outpost has been left to collapse quietly as the lands around were stripped of life by the Efreet Aznakath Flamehenge. As the last troops were moved from the area, they dismantled the main gates of the outpost to prevent it being used as a strongpoint by bandits or rebels. The rest of the damage to the structure are the markings of neglect and age.
I decided to try a colour version of this map using a simple colour palette taken from a Willy Pogány illustration from The tale of Lohengrin, knight of the swan, published in 1914.
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