The Western Pass was an ancient, wind-scoured corridor that cut through the jagged granite spine of the Ironfang Mountains. For miles, the only vegetation was frozen lichen and dwarf juniper clinging desperately to the rock faces. As Kaelen and Sierra ascended the final snowy switchback leading toward the plateau of Karas, the sheer physical isolation of the Badlands was breathtaking. The Standing Stones of Karas had stood upon this windswept…
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