Leaving Ironstone Citadel, Marcus swung himself onto Blackie's back. With a sharp shout, the Nightmare Dragon Steed shot into the sky, carrying him southward toward the mysterious and treacherous Ghost Rain Marsh.
Ghost Rain Marsh lay beyond the southern borders of Ironstone, a vast wetland that seemed to stretch endlessly into the distance. Beneath its surface lurked hidden quicksand and deep mud, while poisonous miasma hung low in the air. Venomous insects and ferocious beasts thrived there, making it a place most adventurers avoided unless absolutely necessary. It was, by any standard, a seriously dangerous area.
At the same time, danger and opportunity often went hand in hand. Ghost Rain Marsh was known for its abundance of rare materials and valuable resources, which made it an irresistible destination for those willing to gamble their lives for profit.
