Slickmire is a vast wetland of fetid swamps and swaying mangroves, where the air hangs thick with spores and the ground squelches treacherously beneath unwary feet. Peat islands drift like floating afterthoughts, their surfaces carpeted in rotting vegetation that bubbles with unseen fermentation. The Lizardkin who thrive here build their stilt-villages—Scalehaven among them—with precarious ingenuity, lashed together from salvaged driftwood and reinforced with sinew. Visitors find the humid air ripe with musk, the water tinged with pheromones, and every gathering inevitably devolving into a tangle of scaled limbs.
Slickmire
Main Inhabitants: Lizardkin. Local Tingle: Spores in the dense air of this humid region enhance Hunger.