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When one refers to the [[Haven]] Mines, one is rarely referring to the few lesser mines still in operation in Haven, a castle-town a few miles from the eastern border of the [[Silkwood]]. No, "Haven Mines" is a particular place -- a deep and twisting cave complex once mined for its abundance of iron. Peak excavation was long ago, and the mines grew steadily more dangerous to work. When there were still miners, they complained of being haunted by sleepless spirits of their fallen fellows, who would allow them no rest. The legend of Flint Slegemiser was, for a time, the worst thing about the mines (aside from the back-breaking labor, rock dust, and creatures in the dark).<br /> | |||
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Bands of ogres then discovered the entrance at the edge of the forest, and squabbled and feasted in the mines, apparently unbothered by any ghosts in their new lair. Then, of course, came the gnolls after them, who were so alarmingly vicious and cunning that Haven wished it once more had brutish ogres for neighbors.<br /> | Bands of ogres then discovered the entrance at the edge of the forest, and squabbled and feasted in the mines, apparently unbothered by any ghosts in their new lair. Then, of course, came the gnolls after them, who were so alarmingly vicious and cunning that Haven wished it once more had brutish ogres for neighbors.<br /> | ||