Patterns Of The Dead are scattered all across the Upper Slopes of Mount Targon.
Lore[]
Climbers sometimes think to start out in groups, to assist one another on the way—since when one is exhausted or hurt, there is no hope of rescue from below. The bodies of the dead do not tend to decay at such heights, but seem to gradually meld with the rock, becoming twisted into the circular patterns and ridges of the mountain.