The town is in a hidden valley on a shoulder of Thangorodrim, and regularly sees lava rivers. Only heroic efforts by the wizard of the magicke shoppe keeps its square clear.
There is a magical entrance to the pits of Angband used by adventurers and ambitious shopkeepers alike. Even the denizens occasionally try their hand. Supplies are brought in on eagle-back, or sold by returning adventurers. In so a remote and inaccessible a place, a natural monopoly has formed allowing astronomical prices, where even a biscuit costs a gold piece. The high prices allow the trade to contunue. And the adventurers keep coming. Most are wise, and eschew the depths, when even a hundred gold will set them up for life. But a rash few go deeper...
There is a magical entrance to the pits of Angband used by adventurers and ambitious shopkeepers alike. Even the denizens occasionally try their hand. Supplies are brought in on eagle-back, or sold by returning adventurers. In so a remote and inaccessible a place, a natural monopoly has formed allowing astronomical prices, where even a biscuit costs a gold piece. The high prices allow the trade to contunue. And the adventurers keep coming. Most are wise, and eschew the depths, when even a hundred gold will set them up for life. But a rash few go deeper...
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