Between the black stone Othram of the City of Kings and the furthest watchtowers of Rammas Echor there are foothills that nestle at the feet of the White Mountains. These hills are a wild sort of land, not suited for farming or sustaining settlement, but teeming with wild creatures both benign and fearsome.
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