The stalwart adventurers awake from perhaps the worst night of sleep they can remember and nurse the wounds delivered by the hellish hounds of the wasteland. To the south are the foothills of the Rost Mountains. This is a broken scrubland; the site of a vast battle that destroyed the Kingdom of Thenor 8000 years ago. The devastation of the land has forbidden people from resettling all this time. It is now turning into prairie (and marsh to the north).
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