Garn

Garn....

For the vast millennial the sleepy chartered township of Garn has sat at the tip of the realm of Amber at the bottom of the Vale of Garnath. It was never much more then a port of call for sailors wanting a hot meal not cooked on ship's galleys. It had a large retirement community of Amber soldiery of the army and navy. Considering how Aging in Amber works a retirement community of the elderly is a warehouse of the walking dead.