Duskvol at night is dangerous, but it is no less an atrocity during the day. For blocks around the rendering plants, the smell and slick of the guts and offal of slaughtered leviathans drip and reek. The great strength of the dockworkers is not in their backs, but in their iron constitutions.
Originally shared by Adam “Bison Court” D
Swill milk and rivers of “blood and liquid offal” are all-too-often forgotten in works of historical fiction.
Wow, that map is great.
Jason Lutes forget the map, read the article! And then make the map into a random table.
“The candle factory? It was orderly, and you quickly left it behind, leaping up onto a wooden divider. The fug hanging over the manure yard brings tears to your eyes, but you hold your breath long enough to clear it.”
“For your next obstacle, a selection of vast vats, dimly lit by fires beneath. The molten contents bubble and hiss as your quarry skips along the slick, rounded tops. Now what?”