Beneath the basalt foundations of Obsidian Keep lay a labyrinth of volcanic caverns carved by subterranean rivers over countless millennia. Far below the freezing mountain winds, the air was warm, heavy with mist, and fragrant with the mineral sweetness of sulfur, eucalyptus, and wild mountain mint. Eric led Freya down a winding staircase carved directly into the living obsidian rock. In his right hand, he carried an iron lantern that…
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