‘I will tell you for nothing — stay away from Sylvania. If you are fool enough to go, then you have to be prepared. Take guards, and a guide who knows the province. The roads are worse than anywhere civilised, so be prepared for slow going when the weather gets bad. The coaching inns are havens in that blighted land, but even there, things aren’t always quite right. 

You don’t want to find out what the forest and fens hold in the darkness. You see strange ruins in the day and lights at night, but those who look to explore them do not always return. The main routes, water and land, are at least reasonably well travelled and the traders and merchants you meet are usually friendly, if wary. But even then…

Don’t laugh… but you cannot even trust the dead to stay dead — I have seen dead soldiers clamber from the murky waters of the Stir, board a barge, and tear a man to pieces, I swear by Sigmar.

I’ll say it again — stay away from Sylvania.’
—Klaus Klopp, Former Holder of the Vanhaldenschlosse