Howler's Moor

This desolate and barren moorland offers only poor grazing for sheep and goats, but in summer shepherds venture into it nonetheless. The moor has a reputation almost as evil as that of the Shrieken Mire. The standard ”black dog” tale, of a huge hound the size of a horse (its proportions grow in a linear relationship with the amount of ale ingested by the teller of the story) that eats shepherds and travelers after stalking them and driving them to terrified exhaustion, is told by most folk of the area. Some people even claim to have seen it, and they say that the beast is shrouded in a smoky miasma and breathes fire.

Deep in the middle of the moors is a worn down shrine to Pelor, god of sunlight. It is a chapel that is slowly falling to pieces, but groups of pilgrims still visit irregularly. The shrine itself had a calming feeling, and included an altar and a font once used for blessing water that fills itself whenever there is rainfall dripping through the partially broken roof.

The party has been attacked in the area by a group of two-headed Death Dogs which they followed back into Hardlow Woods. They also searched for a group of pilgrims visiting the shrine, but were only able to find a dying guard, the rest of the pilgrims having been abducted.

Howler's Moor

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