Centuries ago, it was a dragonkeep: a fortress built into the bones of Mount Vezzar to serve as a royal nesting site for the ancient dragons of the Emberline Pact. When the dragons began to retreat into legend, and their bloodlines diluted into mortals, the keep was abandoned... until the wars came.
During the Mageflame Rebellion, wounded soldiers were hauled from the battlefield to the shelter of the mountain, where the old wyrm-runes carved into the walls still radiated healing magic. That was the beginning of the clinic, and for some, the beginning of the end.
Now, the clinic is run by the Healer’s Concord, an independent guild sanctioned by all major factions. It's neutral ground, a place where even enemies can be laid side by side, bound by the doctrine: “No life left to rot.”
Of course, not everyone follows that rule.
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