Bridge to Nowhere

Curving up and outwards from the Ash, the meander of a stone bridge. It is an incomplete arc—reaching to the peak of the curve before simply stopping. There is no sign of damage, no fallen masonry—the bridge simply ends. The underside of the curve is festooned with chains, from which hang crude domiciles, their inhabitants crawling amongst them. There are 5d10 of these dwellings, each with d4 inhabitants. Many believe them to be ghosts, for they do not speak. They catch and eat the bats which roost alongside them, their blood often still dripping from maws, beards, fingers. If spoken to, they gesture at the bridge and mime waiting. They trade bat-meat for supplies, but have nothing else to offer. d4 of them attempt to board PC vessels and work as silent, eerie crew. No record of the Old World mentions such a bridge.