Yggor’s Ruins is filled with ancient stone pillars that rise up taller than four men standing on each others’ shoulders. Ferns and tropical vines crawl and curl around the stone. Beautiful, aromatic, flowers adorn the worn and old stone ladened path every few steps. In the deep bushes, something stirs the leaves causing reason for concern in less brave souls who traverse here. Up a long set of stairs is a dais with a throne and a skeleton that rests upon it.
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