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[i]"Ebon Hill has always been an unforgiving place. It is a place where men die and women weep."[/i]

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[table=bordered][row][/row][row][cell=active][color=black]You are a Bogwood native who has found themselves in service to "Lord" (self-stylized) Oliver Hogwood of Ebon Hill. Who you are or where you came from is of no matter to Hogwood. The only thing he expects is loyalty to the cause; that cause being the ensured protection of the Bogwood, and in turn, Ebon Hill.

Despite your oath, however, everyone is aware that something foul is afoot within the Bogwood. Whatever powers lurk deep within the swamp may shake not only Ebon Hill, but the entire morass to its core if left to fester. 

Situated within the swampy foothills of the Bogwood, the outpost that would later be known as Ebon Hill has a storied history. 

Decades ago, an aging veteran by the name of Oliver Hogwood had been hired by Lord Merritt Finch of Oakenchill Point, who had sought to further secure the mysterious Bogwood and protect [abbr=Think the Tower of Pisa but if it was a noble's keep in a swamp, could seemingly vanish and reappear, and was full of ancient and potentially dark secrets]the Shadowspire[/abbr] from any future threats within and outside the quagmire. Financing the expedition out of his own pocket, Lord Finch sent Hogwood deep into the swamp alongside two companies of adventurers, mercenaries and others eager to prove themselves.

The subsequent campaign took a great toll on Hogwood's men. Many of the initial settlers had fallen to disease or in battle to the bog's inhabitants. Others fell to insanity or deserted, vanishing into the misty wetlands of the Bogwood. Still, they nonetheless pressed on, eventually settling upon a large-mound like structure in the northern marshes after weeks of campaigning through the foul-smelling much and mud.

On that mound, the men and women under Hogwood's leadership built up a series of crannogs, setting up their camp and firmly establishing the frontier. Ebon Hill, they decided to name their new home, alluding to the scarred, black wood that had been cut down to use in construction of defenses and buildings.

Since then, Ebon Hill has firmly stood as a fortified chokepoint,  it seems that faith is to be shaken once more. Something foul is afoot in the Bogwood, and it may just shake not only Ebon Hill but the entire morass to its core.[/color][/cell][/row][/table][/indent][/indent]

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[indent][indent][color=gray]Hello! This roleplay, [i][b]Hogwood's Men[/b][/i], is my first attempt to make sense of the mess of unused roleplay/writing scraps I've had laying around. It takes place in a region known as the Starlands, but more specifically the swampy woodland within it called the Bogwood. Players will be playing characters that are under the service of "Lord" (self-stylized) Oliver Hogwood, be they older adventurers from the founding, or the aspiring youth that have seemingly found themselves taking residence in Ebon Hill for one reason or another. There's always been glory and fame to be found in getting yourself killed somehow, after all. 

The Bog is hostile, and many don't make it far into their winters. But nonetheless, these men and women will have one goal: to ensure it survives at all costs. If that entices you, feel to hit me with any questions or ideas you might have—this is a somewhat impromptu-style roleplay, so anything that can help fill in some gaps is welcomed.[/color][/indent][/indent]