A few decades ago the tower on Boar Isle was the kind of place that you would go to for a picnic, or as a stop-over point when fishing on the lake. As chaos rises and the wilds become wilder, it comes as no surprise to the townfolk across the lake that some nights you can see torchlight across the lake coming from the tower.
Someone, or something, has either moved in, or is using the old tower for their own purposes. Beastmen? Mutants? Dark Sorcerers? Or hopefully a witch-hunter and his retinue?
While the top floor is open to the elements, the lower levels of the tower are quite sturdy and defensible, if a little damp. The basement connects to a small well that draws from the deep lake…
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