The Damned Hermit set forth upon the desolate waves, his vessel a lifeless infant leviathan, a morbid raft adrift in the abyss. The sea, a vast expanse of sorrow, cradled the Hermit in its cold embrace, whispering secrets of the deep. Guided by the mournful wails of a grieving leviathan, the raft was drawn inexorably towards a faint light
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A great module for this section of the Dying Lands. Filled with all kinds of bone-chilling stuff
