The fetid rocks and roots of the Deepwood eventually give way to an ancient city, collapsed into ruin. You had learned of the existence of this forgotten city during your time in Refuge. A fell place whose inhabitants worshiped the Wandering Queen. Thankfully, this cursed city is now condemned to history, but as you walk the empty streets of worn stone, you keep a hand near your weapon, ready for anything that may attempt to ambush you. Ruins such as these often become lairs for the creatures that stalk shadows. Moving with careful coordination, you cover the corners of alleyways and buildings, always maintaining a tight formation as you navigate the narrow streets.

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