Grayvein
Grayvein clings to a network of slate ridges where miners carved homes into the rock and lit their lives by lantern and pick; once three thousand souls worked the veins, but a slow, inexplicable death began and emptied the streets, leaving a few hundred desperate survivors who hire outsiders to find the cause at the heart of the mine.
Grayvein
Where the stone keeps its own counsel.
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