In the Unholy Lands the gods of men are all but forgotten. Long ago their great cities were destroyed by Balaak, the Abomination Who Ascended, and his inhuman followers. The race of man has become little more than small groups of wandering nomads who fear to settle in one place too long lest they be destroyed by Balaak’s children.
Denied divine healing due to their lack of faith in the gods who failed their ancestors these people have survived through cunning and by necessity have substituted the mundane for the miraculous.
  Taking the flesh of trolls, who have a natural regenerative ability, the wise men learned to treat it with certain acids and herbs which dilute its regenerating abilities. Ingesting only small amounts after being wounded causes the flesh to mend quickly and vigor to return to the weary.

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