I started working with this map over in the introduction thread, but I thought I would move it over here. This is a map I am considering using for an early midieval fantasy series of adventures. The map covers a ruined tower, a spring, and a small settlement that grows around it. I feel like it needs some work still.
Here is what I like:
- Simple style (comic bookish?) - The style sort of came up when I was making the map, starting with the water and moving on to the forest, and I'd like to develop it.
- Paper background - Its simple stuff, but I like the way it turned out.
Here is what I don't like:
- Rocks - The spring is supposed to come out of a rock outcropping on the west end of the hill. This is the best version of the rocks I've had, but I still am not happy with them.
- Map border - I don't like the fade, but I'm not sure what else to do. Maybe a frame or something?
- Topo lines - I would like to be able to show that the tower is on top of a hill, but I don't like the topo lines much. I'd like to try to avoid shadows because I don't think it matches the water and forest style, but that cuts down my options for showing elevation.
The baron had promised Lungamus's people land and citizenship if they helped route the hobgoblin menace to the north. His men were tired and hungry from the long sea journey, but the promise of a new home drove them on. They fought like devils, and many died in glorious battle, but with the battle won the baron showed his true colors. He had no intention of sharing his land with the unwashed savages, and his soldiers, strong and well-fed, drove the tribe away. They traveled northwest for many days, pursued by soldiers, hobgoblins, and the savage wilderness of this new land.
After five days, they came upon the ruins of an old military fortification perched atop a rocky hill. A cool spring bubbled forth from the base of the hill, and fertile soil and good hunting grounds promised a new life. Still, Lungamus was troubled with ill-portents and doubt. Why had the fortress been abandoned? Why was no one settled in this promising land? His people were torn and tattered and could travel no further, so these questions would have to wait. But deep in his heart, Lungamus was afraid. His tribe had put their faith in him, but had he doomed them when he accepted the baron's offer to fight at his side?