Jutting out into Green Shallows Lake is an abutment of grey stone capped with an improbable 320 foot tall spire of yellow stone – the Lodestar of Amaranthine Regrets. Fueled by some otherworldly magics, the top of the spire is lit with a watery flame that seems to bubble up from it with a lambent violet light.
Those who travel to the Violet Beacon are watched surreptitiously by the residents of the nearby village, for over the ages a number of warlocks and enchanters have come here seeking dark magics and to communicate with their otherworldly masters. Those who come here seeking the beacon and who don’t speak openly and clearly to the locals are always suspect – and there are those who will keep close tabs even on those who seem to have good reasons to be investigating the spire.
A small group of dwarves from differing…
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