Darkness in the Delimbiyr
The town, if it could’ve ever been called that, is now little more than charred rubble, stumps and burnt rock. The dragon-led goblin march swept through this sleepy town with ease, crushing and burning it beneath their clawed feet. The garrison from Loudwater fought bravely, but was destroyed when several of the hired mercenary scouts were either killed, or abandoned their posts.
There is nothing of interest here, besides a half-dozen makeshift stone graves.