Westruun is a city of trade and ambition, its cobbled streets worn by merchants, scholars, and sellswords alike. Lanterns flicker over bustling marketplaces, where traders hawk goods from across Tal’Dorei. Bards’ songs mix with the clang of blacksmiths’ hammers, and the scent of roasted meats drifts from lively taverns.
Beneath the city's restless heartbeat, something stirs... a whispered warning, a dying breath, a name not meant to be spoken. The Betrayer Gods.