Embraced by the Greenblood River on its march to the south, there is this small isle that I warn all to avoid. Sitting on this isle is one of the ancient Thulian pyramids built an eon ago before the days of man. Go no closer to it, though it surely holds treasures of the mind as well as the coinpurse. This is sacred ground to the Thulian disciples and atop the pyramid rests a herald of the abhorrent gods, a twisted and mutated creature having a vaguely humanoid appearance that suggests a more terrestrial origin, but a mangled passage of suffering into Thulian society.
