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At the westernmost reaches of Kharabas lies the Kingdom of Baetica, where mist-shrouded valleys harbor a people as fierce as they are superstitious. Though its coffers overflow with gold, Baetica clings to its ancient ways with iron-clad devotion, its people bound by chains of honor forged in centuries past. The Baeticans wear their hearts like unsheathed blades, quick to rage and quicker still to draw steel. Their volatile nature, tempered in the fires of endless conflict, bears witness to generations of civil strife and brutal clashes with Avalidadian raiders.
Magic seeps through this land like poison, fed by rivers of spilled blood, yet the Baeticans themselves spurn its touch. The Holy Warriors of Xhardox, champions of a faith embraced by every God-fearing citizen, hunt without mercy those who dare traffic with the supernatural. Witches, warlocks, and creatures of the night find only flame and steel awaiting them here.
Yet darkness persists in the kingdom’s shadowed corners, and it is to one such place that our tale leads us. The Biscaya Mountains rear up from the earth like the spine of some ancient beast, their peaks of schist and quartz forever wreathed in thick fog. Half a dozen villages cling to these slopes, hidden beneath dense canopies and cut off from the world below. Few Baeticans dare venture into these aged heights, where legends whisper of things best left undisturbed.
Above it all towers Biscaya Castle, a monument to architectural defiance. Its lavish spires and impossible angles mock the mountain’s stark geometry, leaving those who glimpse it to wonder what powers raised such splendor in this forbidding place. Six years have passed since Don Diogo Alvarez, Lord of Biscaya, vanished into the mists. His wife Lydia now rules in his stead, and word has spread far and wide that the Lady of Biscaya seeks skilled warriors to guard her domain against unknown threats
What seemed to be an easy job for an experienced group of bastards will become trickier once the party discovers an ancient evil has been unleashed in the mountains. And it must be stopped before it is too late. A scenario inspired by an old Portuguese folk tale, The Got-footed Lady, Richard Donner’s 1985 fantasy tale Ladyhawke and several low-budget horror movies.










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