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Recovering from the distraction of this liveliness you quickly notice that a large field appears to have recently been heavily used by many feet and before you the wooden palisade rises. Behind it a flat roofed two-story building, covered in interesting symbols, cuts its angular shape into the blue sky.
Recovering from the distraction of this liveliness you quickly notice that a large field appears to have recently been heavily used by many feet and before you an impressive stone wall rises. Behind it a flat roofed two-story building, covered in interesting symbols, cuts its angular shape into the blue sky.
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach. You exclaim to yourself "That short friendly Priest told me it was not more than a few hours up the road!"
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach. You recall, with a sense of relief, that the short friendly priest at the priory told you it was not more than a few hours up the road.
As you turn what you hope is the last corner on this twisting road you raise your head from the path and a large sunlit plateau spreads out before you.
As you turn another corner on the twisting road you raise your head from the path and a large sunlit plateau spreads out before you.
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach. The short friendly priest at the priory told you it was not more than a few hours up the road.
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach. You exclaim to yourself "That short friendly Priest told me it was not more than a few hours up the road!"
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Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “That short friendly priest, I'm sure he was a priest, assured me it wasn’t far!” you exclaim.
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Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach. The short friendly priest at the priory told you it was not more than a few hours up the road.
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Some well-armed and serious-looking soldiers approach you, these are likely some of those making use of the field...
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Some well-armed and serious-looking soldiers approach you, these are likely some of those making use of the field...
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “That small but stout and friendly priest, I'm sure he was a priest, had assured me it wasn’t far!” you exclaim.
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “That short friendly priest, I'm sure he was a priest, assured me it wasn’t far!” you exclaim.
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “That small but stout and friendly priest, I'm sure he was a priest, had assured me it wasn’t far!” you mutter to yourself.
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “That small but stout and friendly priest, I'm sure he was a priest, had assured me it wasn’t far!” you exclaim.
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “That small but stout and friendly priest, I'm sure he was a priest, had assured me it wasn’t far!” you think to yourself.
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “That small but stout and friendly priest, I'm sure he was a priest, had assured me it wasn’t far!” you mutter to yourself.
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “That small chubby priest, I'm sure he was a priest, had assured me it wasn’t far!” you think to yourself.
Is this Clement? Clement is suprisingly fit for a miniature professor! :)
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “That small but stout and friendly priest, I'm sure he was a priest, had assured me it wasn’t far!” you think to yourself.
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “that small chubby Priest, I'm sure he was a Priest, had assured me it wasn’t far!”
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “That small chubby priest, I'm sure he was a priest, had assured me it wasn’t far!” you think to yourself.
Is this Clement? Clement is suprisingly fit for a miniature professor! :)
Some soldiers approach you, these are likely some of those making use of the field...
Some well-armed and serious-looking soldiers approach you, these are likely some of those making use of the field...
The summit strikes you as far more pleasant than the path up and it appears to be a lively place, if probably somewhat chilly during Autumn and Winter. Some local children, scallywags by the look of them, are running around chasing chickens. A maid ducks through a wooden gate and a less than happy young boy sits alone in some shadows, and you swear you see a wolf vanish behind a large wooden palisade - was it chasing a cat, maybe it was playing?
The summit strikes you as far more pleasant than the path up and it appears to be a lively place, if probably somewhat chilly during Autumn and Winter. Some children, scallywags by the look of them, are running around chasing chickens. A maid ducks through a wooden gate and a less than happy young boy sits alone in some shadows, and you swear you see a wolf vanish behind a large wooden palisade - was it chasing a cat, maybe it was playing?
The summit strikes you as far more pleasant than the path up and it appears to be a lively place, if probably somewhat chilly during Autumn and Winter. Some local children, scallywags by the look of them, are running around chasing chickens. A maid ducks through a wooden gate and a less than happy young boy sits alone in some shadows, and you swear you see a wolf vanish behind a large wooden palisade.
The summit strikes you as far more pleasant than the path up and it appears to be a lively place, if probably somewhat chilly during Autumn and Winter. Some local children, scallywags by the look of them, are running around chasing chickens. A maid ducks through a wooden gate and a less than happy young boy sits alone in some shadows, and you swear you see a wolf vanish behind a large wooden palisade - was it chasing a cat, maybe it was playing?
As you turn what you hope is the last corner on this twisting road you raise your head from the path and a large and sunlit plateau spreads out before you.
As you turn what you hope is the last corner on this twisting road you raise your head from the path and a large sunlit plateau spreads out before you.
Having travelled several hours through grey dreary cloud you round what you hope is the last turn near the summit of Pech de Bugarach – “that small chubby Priest, I'm sure he was a Priest, had assured me it wasn’t far!”
As you turn what you hope is the last corner on this twisting road you raise your head from the path and a large and sunlit plateau spreads out before you.
The summit strikes you as far more pleasant than the path up and it appears to be a lively place, if probably somewhat chilly during Autumn and Winter. Some local children, scallywags by the look of them, are running around chasing chickens. A maid ducks through a wooden gate and a less than happy young boy sits alone in some shadows, and you swear you see a wolf vanish behind a large wooden palisade.
Recovering from the distraction of this liveliness you quickly notice that a large field appears to have recently been heavily used by many feet and before you the wooden palisade rises. Behind it a flat roofed two-story building, covered in interesting symbols, cuts its angular shape into the blue sky.
Some soldiers approach you, these are likely some of those making use of the field...
(we need a nice image here, i think)
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An Ars Magica 5th Edition saga set atop the Pech de Bugarach in the County of Toulouse during the Albigensian Crusade.
An Ars Magica 5th Edition saga set atop the Pech de Bugarach in the County of Toulouse during the Albigensian Crusade.
Welcome to all! Things go here! :)
An Ars Magica 5th Edition saga set atop the Pech de Bugarach in the County of Toulouse during the Albigensian Crusade.
(we need a nice image here, i think)
''The Saga of Fontis Niger
The Saga of Fontis Niger
stuff goes here!
''The Saga of Fontis Niger
Welcome to all! Things go here! :)