Bloodmarred Workhouse

Zone:
Scarwold
Type:
Dungeon

Atop the highest hill, there is a mold-eaten house. Ramshackle and tired, the door shivers when the wind blows. From its chimney an unsteady stream of smoke rises like murdered thoughts. On the upper floor, a shape haunts the windows, slouching behind threadbare curtains and glowering.

The atmosphere seethes and swirls in a permanent dampness, where raindrops sparkle coldly and seem to pass through the walls of the house, sometimes. Birds shun hilltop. The seeds of trees that fall near it sprout feet and skitter away, slowly and achingly.

Near the house, the sensation of pain is amplified. Twinges become tears, stabs become spikes, wounds crawl with acid, true pain blinds and shrieks. Sleeping within one mile of the this placewill bring naught but dreams of howling dogs and mauve clouds above billows the color of moldy flesh. Spires thrust towards the dreamer’s eyes until they wake, clammy and taut.

Locations

Ground Level

Lower Level