In the marshy lowlands of the Grinvolt, there once stood a mansion, home to sorcerers. So perverse were their bargains that the earth itself opened up to meet them, and the yawning Ur-Menig rose up from the depths to whisper its secrets. Although the mansion is gone now, once-hallowed ground rarely loses its power, and a bestial mockery of the sorcerers' faith is still practiced in the darkness.
This month's adventure is a collaboration with Sean Winslow. I've been gaming face-to-face with Sean for six years now, but sadly he's headed off to central Europe. Here's his parting gift!
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