Gray Downs

Perpetually shrouded in mist and fog, the rolling hills and rocky tors of the Gray Downs are eerily quiet by day and filled with disquieting echoes by dark. Countless barrows fill the Gray Downs, along with weathered and fallen rocks which only the most astute could now recognize as the ruins of ancient towers or more obscure structures. Rumors of unquiet undead stalking these upland moors can be found in abundance and travelers instinctively avoid this grim quiet land.

Gray Downs

March Of The Phantom Brigade MatthewEverhart