The Haunted Lighthouse

In a remote corner of the Anderfels, near the seaside village of Laysh at the edge of the Volac Sea lies a ice covered lighthouse on an island that none visit. It is only spoken about in hushed whispers with a quick prayer to Andraste to protect them.

It is said that any who wander too close to its location never return. Local legends call the place Ara Theneras, The Place of Lost Dreams. The swiftest route is through a section of the Deep Roads from Weisshaupt to Laysh, and a small sailboat to the island.

Wardens have watched the location for generations, the reason lost to dust and time. The Mage-Wardens in the surrounding area have reported strange visions and dreams of late. Always the same one. Here is a statement of the vision as written by Warden-Commander Justine. "Waves crashed against glittering black rocks that gave way to carved dark stone, a single grey light shone from the top of the tower, no a lighthouse, guttering from a large window. Shadows moved through the light, rasping voices barely heard over the waves, “Soon. Very soon, the signs are most promising.”""A shadow peered into a mess of entrails, long taloned fingers shifting the bloody pieces, murmuring to itself while a hidden voice whimpered. “Can't tell much more from this. No, fortunes have already shared too much. No more use.”""The figure stalked over to the sound of crying, reveling what appeared to be a Tranquil, his wrists and ankles bound to the table, his stomach cavity slashed open. “Please, kill me. There is too much, I feel too much.” He begged, eyes bloodshot and bruised. ""The claws brushed aside the Tranquil’s hair almost affectionately, “No more use to me. Divined all I could.” The sharp fingers drove into his throat, blood spraying as the former mage gave a choked scream and died. ""“Dispose of that.” The shadow ordered, walking back to its table."