Fetid swamps, bogs of stench, and marshes of slime make up Minauros’s landscapes, crowned by an ever-cloudy sky that pours acid rain down upon unprotected travelers.
Do not tarry.
Pray that you survive.
Pray harder that your sense of smell doesn’t.
Minauros Mire is a 7-piece set of silver dice, streaked through with cracks and numbers of metallic green.
