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Fane of the Night Serpent
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Pillars in the Sand
“You wearily take another step across the soft sand. The beating sun and dry hot heat of the desert has been sapping your parties strength for days now. Between that and the sandstorm a few nights back what should have been a 5 day trek has turned in to 8 and with it the rations you have are starting to run out. The carrion birds wheeling above you squark gleefully to your hopeful end.
But there, in the distant haze, you make out a ruined structure of stone reaching up out of the desert. An abandoned arena now half buried, long ago left to be reclaimed by the desert. Stories tell that at night those that lost their lives for entertainment rise again to battle, forever seeking to be laid to rest in a more permanent death that will not come. But more importantly for you the stories tell of weapons of power lost to time and sand, forever buried with the restless dead here.
A smile cracks your dry lips as you take another step forwards...”
Moated Jungle Keep 3500x3500 Who rules these ruins?
Desert Reach
“Through the persistent heat haze above the arid desert you see a large obelisk reaching for the sky. As you approach closer you find it to be a gigantic marble arm. Perhaps 20ft across at the base of the forearm it reaches 40ft up to the palm with all five fingers splayed out as if trying to clasp the sun.
"Standing proud it casts much needed shade over the sand below it. And as you enjoy a respite from the sun you realise the arm appears to be solid, seamless, marble. If this is only the arm of a statue, now long swallowed by shifting sands, you can only guess at the size of the rest of the monolith and it’s total worth.”