

The City never stops growing, but sometimes it swallows its own limbs. The Barrows used to be just another crooked district—bad lighting, worse rumors—until the barricades went up overnight and the officials stopped answering questions. Now it sits sealed behind rust‑stained walls, a dead zone in a city that refuses to die.
Stranger still, no one inside has tried to escape. Not one. Instead, it’s the outsiders who keep slipping through the cracks, desperate to get in for reasons no one will explain. Those who cross the threshold vanish into the Barrows’ fog‑choked streets, leaving only whispers behind.
That’s where you come in, Slayer.
You’ve been hired to breach the quarantine, walk the alleys no one else returns from, and uncover what’s taken root in the Barrows. Something is changing the district—reshaping it, calling to it—and The City itself seems content to let the infection spread.
It’s slay or be swallowed. Time to step across the line and see what the Barrows has been hiding.

Notes
Adventures
Lord of the (Un)dead (Slayers Core); Cult of the Disjointed Hand (Slayers Core);



