The town of Fog’s Edge stands somewhere at the inhospitable fringe of civilization. Its residents are hard folk, outcasts and brave souls. Its visitors likewise daring and adventurous...
How will your party fare at Fog’s Edge, and out in the wilds beyond? Will they find riches of old, or will they meet the same end as so many who have gone before them?
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The sound of metal hitting metal rings out as a dwarven blacksmith and his human apprentice forge a heavy machete. The scent of bread drifts across the settlement to the weary adventurers camping outside the gates, who look between each other and count their coins. At the top of the stone watchtower, a gray-haired man stares over the edge of the basin at the rolling fog-banks below, thinking of days long past and friends lost.
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