Gift of Eomar
There is a dense mist billowing from the yards of Balefire Egress, not far from the The Aurens Repository. From deep within it’s clouded plumes emanate a violent flashing of lights, the sickly hue of green. Whatever fel magic is at work must cover the entire yard, which spans just over an acre of burial ground tended by the Aurens.
A fearsome monstrosity rose from the yard, eldritch magics powering the grave riddled land into a horrific colossus.