[quote=@The Wild West]
[@Lugubrious]

Hey, I would love to join in on the fight at the Graveyard, but could you give some information on Belka? Need some basic things to make a better intro post to join in on Frenzy Plant.
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Sure.  Here's what I used to describe it before:

[quote][url=http://darksouls3.wdfiles.com/local--files/image-set-areas/undead_settlement_sq.jpg]Belka[/url] lay on its own great spire of rock reaching up from a misty abyss far below, and a colossal stone bridge spanned the canyon to connect land and crag. [/quote]

[quote]He hurried over the rough, yellow-grassed ground to walk at the head of the procession leading from the clifftop campsite toward Belka.  With only a few hundred meters of ground to cover, the war guild soon found itself at the gates of the wind-battered town.  Upon entrance several features of the town became immediately obvious.  An abundance of fire pits and braziers littered the place, evidence of a populace accustomed to light-obscuring clouds and chilly, biting gusts of wind.  Houses, which looked like wooden boxes crammed and stacked together, did not appear to be very large at all, and in some cases stood elevated on tree trunk columns to provide more room for farmland.  Gardens seemed ubiquitous as well, along with their equipment.  Most of all, there seemed to be no color in the place outside of the blazing fires; only dull greens, dull browns, and grays could be seen.

More interestingly, a group of townsfolk were currently passing by.  All appeared haggard beneath their ragged work clothes, but these looked especially grim.  Two of them cooperated to lug a huge pot of gray powder toward Belka’s southern end where an allotment of gravestones lay, and the other three marched along with them.  One held a little book, and another a little bell.  The portly cleric who some minutes before had gone out to greet the envoys of Frenzy Plant stood by and watched, leaning on his spiked club.  His compatriots could not be glimpsed anywhere.  From his manner, and the morose aura surrounding the southbound group, it could be inferred that these Belka denizens comprised a funeral procession--and that kiln-fired urn the sarcophagus of the immolated deceased.[/quote]

[quote]"We got a little inn in Belka, but it’s sure not big enough for the lot of ya.  If ya got any question ya might like to ask, Evgeny is at the schoolhouse just next to the pens.”[/quote]

[quote]Even as the quick tempers of several soldiers smouldered, the group as a whole followed the lead of the behatted cleric, moving through the town toward the left of the gate.  The main path through Belka, composed of well-trodden coffee-brown earth, led Frenzy Plant past several stacks of buildings.  It abruptly gave way to a wooden platform where the ground abruptly dropped away into another wide shelf about twenty feet lower, though the buildings stayed the same; here, the huts seemed more like highrises.  Numerous ropes, arches, and rough bridges hung over the vast corridor of structures wood and stone alike, and the orange-gold light of uncountable braziers shone from each.  In this place, there existed so many doorways, windows, and angles from which people might come, that the only semblance of true security lay in humanity itself.  Yet here at least there existed refuge from the mountain winds, and in the security of this populated lane the soldiers traveled.  They marched down a long wooden ramp and onto the road, as if it never departed from the original, and the cleric led them.  Two by two they strode, careful not to entangle themselves in groups of people on the road's sidelines, or in any of the carts, tables, stands, or fences that edged it.  [/quote]

This good enough?