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Text Box: In days of yore, when giants ruled huge swaths of land, the frost giant jarls commanded great armies of their people and lived in vast complexes dug into the sides of lofty mountains. The giants time of glory passed long ago, and today, they live in small bands, eking out a meager existence as raiders and hunters. But their leaders still yearn for greatness, and some seek to reclaim that glory by returning to the ancient places of power.

Text Box: In the past, this has been prevented by the strength of the Dwarven people in Stone Keep. With the crippling effect still felt by the Dwarven Stone Fever, it is believed that the giants are gathering their forces again behind a charismatic new leader. Rumors out of the East tell of a powerful frost giant ruler, Gungir who has once again claimed the long forgotten title

Text Box: of Jarl. If he is allowed time to gather the giants to his banner, a new War of the Giants might come upon us. This time, the dwarves may not be strong enough to survive such a War.

Text Box: of dragon has been spotted. The Thorp of Bramblewood has reported a large green dragon in raids upon its fields and caravans. The Hamlet of Kraal has reported a large black dragon in raids upon its livestock. Finally, the Thorp of Luar has reported a large red dragon in attacks upon its shores.

Text Box: A dragon has been sighted in the eastern edge of the Bramblewood It has been seen as far north as the Thorp of Bramblewood, as far south as the Hamlet of Kraal and as far west as the Thorp of Luar. Local reports in the villages are unable to agree on what type

Text Box: Local villagers fear the threat of three dragons left unchecked in so small an area. Together they have raised a small fortune of 5,000 gold crowns for the elimination of this threat to the region.

Text Box: ers that would travel the area for its abundant game have noted a rapid decrease in animal life. The last groups that have braved the forest have reported a forest so thick that the sun god himself could not penetrate the canopy. The winds that blow in the forest emit a tortured sickly moan as if in pain. Even the

Text Box: edge of the forest has been twisted together as if in a barrier to keep all things out or possibly in.

Text Box: The Forest of the Night has always been a terrifying experience. It’s close proximity to both the Horned Hills and the otherworldy darkness of the Pit have made for a dark dangerous forest. Recently, something has changed. The woods themselves have grown thicker, darker and more dangerous. The few hunt

Text Box: The woods themselves have grown thicker, darker and more dangerous..