Each year these marshes cause the deaths of numerous wanderers and fighters, entering with no real way out they wander in the darkness until their legs give in. Leaving them open to the creatures that stalk these areas, a very dangerous place and one avoided by many who value their lives. The local people call it the land of no hope, once you are lost, you have no hope. The marsh itself spans about five hectares and grows more and more every year, as if the ground itself is alive.