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Poor city 😥

Going back to the beginning before advance more, this sector is finished. Below is a brief introduction to the scenario, map and an illustration to set the scene. With my poor English, I apologize in advance for any mistakes in the direct translation of Google Maps.

Kurisika - General description

At the dawn of the world, long before time was counted, there was the Kurisikar Valley, an icy immensity located to the northeast of the continent of Jambolândia, existence here is forged in the incessant agony of the constant cold and the violent rustling of the winds. The great Valley as it is known, a vast land between the bleak and untamed northern borders, unknown even to the most ancient sages, and the troubled coast of the Untamed Sea, offers those who inhabit it a brutal and savage beauty, a desolate vastness where the Endless sky meets inhospitable plains in a cold, merciless embrace. Here, life is a constant struggle against the relentless elements, a tireless search for resources, extreme care in maintaining them, and an endless tale of bravery and effort.

Within this scene of colors, the endless pastures vary between yellow and grayish brown, three large tribes of semi-nomads survive, each with its history rooted in the eternal mysteries of the valley. Guided by an ancestral connection to mammoths and elephants, majestic creatures that roam the land like titans of ancient times, these tribes revere the animals as relatives and protectors. Skilled hunters and explorers of a land that seems to disdain human survival, the men and women of Kurisika are figures of robustness and determination, their skin ranging from brown to ebony and hair from white to shades of red and black. , all fluttering in the constant wind.

More than a home, Kurisika is a field where family unity and honor are treasured with fervor, and where solidarity is not merely a virtue, but a vital necessity. Here, among the icy breaths and the vast tundra, lie ruins forgotten by time, buried by the cloak of the seasons, waiting for the curious or courageous hand that dares to discover them.

This place is a living testament to human resilience, a stage for the eternal drama between survival and adversity, shrouded in the shadows of ancient days and the promises of future discoveries.

Naproxen Town

finishing my new domain where shablov village is.

scales are wrong, 1 square = 50km

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final procuct, ready to print in A0 plotter <3