I could scarcely believe my eyes! Well over a dozen dwellings built inside the massive skeleton of an ancient Hill Wyrm!

The Wyrm, which might have lain dormant for millennia, died sometime in the mid-nineteenth century as part of a disastrous expedition to find and extract unique mineral resources from the area. Nearby streams ran red with its blood for weeks, giving these haunted hills a bad reputation. Some of the local goat folk soon took up residence in the carcass. A number of demons would join them after being abandoned by their employer in the wake of a cave-in at a meta-silica mine nearby. Those two groups, along with the occasional drifter and a surprising number of humans, formed the community of Wyrm Holler.

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