Luskan

In the years after the Spellplague, Luskan fell into ruin. Over the next century, the rulership of the city changed from hand to claw to hand so many times that it would be nigh-impossible to document them in any kind of detail. The result is a mockery of a true city. Most buildings are ruined, murderers and cultists roam the streets freely, plying their trade in broad daylight. Wretched tribes of goblins and kobolds skulk in the shadows and the fetid bog that was once the estuary of the River Mirar is infested with aquatic horrors. The place has become a haven for escaped criminals who, while escaping punishment for their crimes will likely die on the end of a psycopath’s blade or a monster’s claw.

The once imposing Hosttower of the Arcane is no more but there are rumours that its dungeons – with many magical treasures – remain to be plundered.

The most dangerous faction in the ruins is a cult of Graz’zt masquerading as a relatively benevolent temple of Waukeen.

Luskan

Neverwinter: The Year of Deep Water Drifting Derulbaskul