Goblin Burrow — Ill Borne

And if you hear whistling in your sleep tonight? Do not turn around.

Three hundred yards out, the air turns sweet and cloying, like overripe fruit and copper. By two hundred yards, your eyes water. This is not ordinary goblin musk. Sages believe the Ill-Borne tribe feeds exclusively on a fungus called , which grows only on the bones of plague victims. The spores infest their flesh, turning their blood into a mild neurotoxin. One cut from a rusty blade, and you are not fighting sepsis; you are fighting paralysis. Architecture of Malice Unlike traditional warrens, Ill-Borne is structured vertically. It begins as a sinkhole—a thirty-foot drop into a cavern lined with friction-glazed clay . The walls are unnaturally smooth, save for hundreds of thumb-sized holes. These are not for ventilation. They are for whistling . goblin burrow ill borne

My advice? Collapse the sinkhole. Pour oil. Light it from a distance. Then burn the oil. And if you hear whistling in your sleep tonight

The Fetid Maw, beneath the Hollowroot Copse Threat Level: Amber (Escalate to Vermillion if the Hive-Heart is active) By two hundred yards, your eyes water

If you are reading this, you have likely lost a caravan to the Eastern Marches or heard the screaming from the drainage sluices of Low Torrin. Let me be clear: Ill-Borne is not a burrow. It is a wound in the earth that learned to breathe. You do not find Ill-Borne. You smell it first.

— Tarn Half-Hand, Delver’s Guild Chronicler (Retired, One Eye Remaining)

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