byWhen the campfires grow dim, stories are told. Stories of lost cities, great heroes and legends of old. One of these is the story of Knurlheim. Once the proud capital of the Dwarfs, now a ruin- abandoned long ago. Filled with vast riches and treasure. It's secrets forgotten with the decline of the Dwarfs, long ago. No one knows is certain if it ever exsisted at all.
Encounter - Mountains
February 15, 2011
“ After a hanging, purchasing the rope and burning it yourself is said to remove all sins from you and keep you safe from the rope.”
“ Religious city. Hundreds of vendors selling small statues which sole value is as a donation to one of the many gods that are worshipped.”
“ The PCs have been traveling for a long time down the same stretch or round with no sign of anything suspicious. As they cross over to the next hill they see a gigantic splater of blood with a bleached dragons scull in the center of it. It the dragon skull's mouth is a tattered backpack with something wiggling inside of it.”