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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jeremy E Grenemyer" data-source="post: 8217083" data-attributes="member: 12388">No doubt some of you are aware of the village of Wormtower, in Cormyr. A place so named for a ruin in the village center, one comprised of the bones of a long dead dragon, the bones of an equally long dead wizard, the cracked and broken remnants of stone pillars and rubble, and magical treasures that lay exposed to the elements. Potent wards guard the ruin. Wards of the sort that blast you with lightning if you get too close. So powerful are these bolts that shutters rattle in their frames throughout the village each time the wards obliterate a would-be treasure seeker. An even more sinister protection lays in wait. The villagers have observed treasure seekers transformed into a creature or plant that disappears in a flash of magic a moment later, the instant a seeker steps past the boundary ward. Most bards of the Heartlands can tell you something about every piece of visible treasure that lay within the Wormtower ruin thanks to Alassra Bowhunt, Bard Wayward of Scornubel, who penned a ballad titled "Once Around The Dragon's Bones" in the Year of the Turret (1360 DR). A sample of her lyrics follows:There a dagger and there a sword.  A pair together matched.Who can say where or when  The plot to forge them hatched?A shattered wing of the dragon  Gives the blades some shade.In return the blades tell stories;  Taking lives their stock and trade. Should a warrior take them up  What would the blade eyes think?For a pair of eyes rides the blades;  They look but never blink.More lyrics accompanied by magic item descriptions and game mechanics can be found in Issue #5 of Eye on Cormyr (on the DMs Guild website), which I'm working away at and hope to release this year.</blockquote>

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