His same name is intriguing, languid: Inverness.
A land of peat, heather and golden rain, beyond the senses, rightly known as the capital of Highlands, the largest region of Scotland. Nature reigns free, uncontaminated, extraordinary, and the Ness river forge its curves and mysteries. The smells of the different varieties of wood that rise from this infinite green and toning empire, each more captivating and fragrant than the other.