A mountain road wending between high peaks leads from the gates of Tyr to a fortified mining camp a day’s travel from the walls of that city-state. Three guard outposts monitor the road at half-mile intervals. The camp occupies a plateau shelf beneath a sheer cliff that contains the mine face. The plateau is crowded with guards, worker barracks, tools, a smelting compound, and heavy equipment.
The mines snake into the mountain following narrow red veins of raw ore. Aside from arsenic poisoning, bad air, and collapses, the workers also face hejkin raids from deeper in the tunnels.