Ruins of Val'Skar

Publishers' blurb: Icy waves crash against steep snow covered stone cliffs that are slick to the touch. The waters swirling around their base are shallow, barely covering jagged rocks—the perfect place for a prison no-one can escape. Strong, cold winds whip around the crumbling jail’s walls, whistling through broken doors and hanging iron cages filled with pecked-clean bones. It brings the stench of salt, and decaying seaweed. Mist hangs heavy in the air within the dense dark forest beyond.