The descent from the freezing volcanic ridges of the Iron Wasteland into the hidden valley of the Silver Sanctum felt like stepping from an icy crypt into a sheltered, fragrant summer dawn. Concealed behind a sheer four-hundred-foot wall of basalt cliffs, spanned only by a narrow subterranean canyon masked by ancient acoustic illusions and lunar mist-wards, lay a lush mountain basin fed by geothermal hot springs. While the blizzard howled…
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