08-29-2016, 08:16 PM
(For descriptive purposes. I won't be responding to replies, though you're welcome to rp among yourselves.)
Where the stalls of the marketplace once stood there are now lines of smoldering rubble. Singed and tattered canvas, charred wood, and crumbled stone mark where booths used to be, and ruined, useless remains of the occasional bit of merchandise are found scattered about. The path leading through the area has been churned up and marred by what looked to be the marks of heavy things being dragged through, and it is marked by splashes of dried blood and shredded bits of clothing.
From one of the piles of rubble, a limp arm is visible, missing half the flesh from the bone. What remains is blackened and charred beyond recognition.
Where the stalls of the marketplace once stood there are now lines of smoldering rubble. Singed and tattered canvas, charred wood, and crumbled stone mark where booths used to be, and ruined, useless remains of the occasional bit of merchandise are found scattered about. The path leading through the area has been churned up and marred by what looked to be the marks of heavy things being dragged through, and it is marked by splashes of dried blood and shredded bits of clothing.
From one of the piles of rubble, a limp arm is visible, missing half the flesh from the bone. What remains is blackened and charred beyond recognition.