"The yellow flowers that grow alongside the pumpkins on the Harvester’s Soul Vines tend to grow in strange patterns. On a ledge, you get a bird’s eye view of one such patch. Thousands of flowers bloom in squares, like soldiers in opposing battalions. Uneven scars of emptiness mar the field. At night, it is said, the entire valley resounds with the clatter of armor, screams of Coursers, and shouts in human language. Do you dare to visit the dead in the dark?"

"You enter a foggy room filled with a canopy of hanging vine that seem to sway gently, evem without a breeze. The air is thick and sweet, but something is off; you spot a faint glow deep within the foliage  As you reach for it, the vines snap to life, writhing and attempting to ensnare you."

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