Mistveil

The plains of the Mistveil are infamous. The dark soil is drenched in the blood of thousands, slain during the Shaded War. So brutal were the conflicts it hosted that a darkness has wormed its tendrils into the earth. When the moons rise, so does a thick mist. When morning brings the sun, only during the Smelting does it have the strength to burn away the mists entirely. Otherwise it merely turns it an unsettling shade of crimson. With the mists come the rumours ravenous dead, still fighting wars long past. Either way, the pungent odour of death and decay permeate the plains in permanence. Crossing it is unpleasant with company and compass; the Mistveil has disappeared many who venture into its fetid embrace alone.
Type
Plateau
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