Mists of Bilehall (campaign)
A strange curse taints everything. It clings to the fesh and lingers within the lungs, a poison that destroys the soul while leaving the body to shamble on.
A small settlement of the damned has formed near the border, a collection of unfortunate trespassers unable to leave the accursed land.
You have joined their number, but not in their despair.
Ready your gear and bolster your courage; your journey into the Mistlands is about to begin.