Region

Weather
Thence in come the weather | over the horizon
Always dark and misty | to where has the golden chariot fled?
Rain wicks in the warmer parts | snow further north
In perpetuity these things are | life is hard in these times
But hope shimmers down in rays through broken cover

Rappan Athuk
Labyrinths are there | deep below the mold
dark truths, dark magics, dark ages
uncover them, and run afoul happy
to kill with fire and mayhem
Does Orcus stir now? Would you know more of it?

Slumbering Tzar

Black Monastery

Region

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