High above the lands of the living, where frost and howling of the wind reign, the morbid monument to a faith long dead calls the deceased on a last pilgrimage.
The PC's stumble upon a village strangely devoid of life and activity, but they get the feeling they're being watched. By: Michael Jotne Slayer |
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High above the lands of the living, where frost and howling of the wind reign, the morbid monument to a faith long dead calls the deceased on a last pilgrimage.