Tenebrous Cabal
In the industrial heart of the Fettered Ward, tucked away from the rowdy crowds of the Avenue of Chains, stands a structure that defines the word "unassuming." The Tenebrous Cabal does not occupy a soaring spire or a marble hall; instead, it is housed within a massive, weather-beaten warehouse of soot-stained brick and rotting timber.
To the casual observer, it appears to be just another abandoned relic of the city's shifting trade, but to those sensitive to the weave of magic, the building radiates a cold, crushing pressure.
The warehouse is a study in "plainness" as a form of camouflage. The windows are boarded up with planks of dark oak—perhaps salvaged from Carradh Keep—and the heavy iron sliding doors are rusted shut. However, the "abandonment" is a sophisticated illusion.
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