Perri dragged his steed from the deepest darkness, never once thinking about its plight. A quick mount and the Gnome was off towards Loch Modan, the corpses beneath him slowly bleeding into the wasteland dust of the Badlands. Tired but triumphant, Perri could see the greenery of the Loch not more than a miles journey for him. Beating a path that took him away from danger, Perri slowed down to a trot as he approached the valley entrance wanting one last look at the deathly area known rightly so as...