The Marsh Tower

The marsh tower, the tall stone brick tower that has stood in the center of the marsh for as long as any goblin can remember, stood menacing and dark as it has always done. The way it looms over the gloomy marshy surroundings does not help its reputation; some say, that long ago, a minor human family used to live in this tower, until they were all mysteriously murdered one day, their land turned evil and unusable, their holdings sinking into the marshy ground. Some say it was backlash from evil magick they performed, while other say that the oldest daughter of the family simply went insane; far fewer whisper about the demon that supposedly caused this. Whether it is true or not, it is a cursed place regardless, for none who have entered the tower have ever returned.

Surrounding the tower is a very short wall, even for a goblin, reaching only a foot high. A few bricks and roof tiles litter the ground. The ground is wet and soft, like pudding, and each step that Hopkins takes creates a new pool of oozing muddy water. Stand around for too long, and one would be sucked right down given enough time. The tower no longer has a door, but one could enter through a window that is now ground level. A draft howls from the darkness inside, like a wail escaping a wretched creature.