The shadow moor is a dark and foreboding place, where few enter, and fewer return. A vast stretch of land, apparently centered on
Angor An , it holds little life, and what life there eeks an existence is twisted and vile, like the
Dreadbunny or the recently discovered
Shadow Wyvern .
The darkest nights
When night comes in the shadow moor, what meager and sickly life endures seeks shelter from the mist. As daylight wanes, the mist gathers in the shades and pools in divets, rising from the ground when darkness comes. The mist shuns bright light and like a vile creature of malicious will, it shrinks back from the light. A man without light is doomed, for the mist saps the life of wanderers. Wisps have been known to lure wanderers away from safety and calls for help tug at the soft of heart.
Closer to Angor An, the mist hangs ever-present, as dark clouds shade the sun, and chill winds descend from the mountain.
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