Difference between revisions of "Morshes"
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| − | |regtype =Rural | + | |regtype=Rural |
| − | |population =10400 | + | |area=North Plains |
| − | |realm =Westmoor | + | |population=10400 |
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"A nice rural region next to the magnificient clear mountain water river called by the locals as ''Republican River'', [[Morshes]] is a rural region of [[Fontan]] on [[East Continent]]. Peasant there are really nice and enjoying their life." | "A nice rural region next to the magnificient clear mountain water river called by the locals as ''Republican River'', [[Morshes]] is a rural region of [[Fontan]] on [[East Continent]]. Peasant there are really nice and enjoying their life." | ||
Revision as of 16:12, 16 February 2009
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| Region Details | |
| Continent | East Continent |
| Region Type | Rural |
| Geographic Area | North Plains |
| Population | 10400 |
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| Realm | Westmoor |
"A nice rural region next to the magnificient clear mountain water river called by the locals as Republican River, Morshes is a rural region of Fontan on East Continent. Peasant there are really nice and enjoying their life."
-by Sakima Kain
"Traveling through Morshes Willy can see the red and green plains.The red is the blood of Fontanese and Oligarchian blood soaking the ground after the long bloody fight.Walking through the plains, the smell of death in the air.What a rotting stench,Willy's imagination runs wild at what this could be.Open up the can to discover a dead body or what is left of one. Blood is everywhere what a retched sight.Cut up really small by a razor sharp knife.The maggots infest it's disfigured face.Pus through your veins takes the place of blood. Decay settled in, bones began to crack.Willy walks away walking through the plains hoping not to see what he just saw again.The plains were green from there on out.The tree's leaves were just turning green.The children of a small town in Morshes just starting to come back out and play.As they don't worry of being attacked by anyone,no fighting going on in front of them.
- by Willy Cobain
