> No flame could burn it, no blade could cut it. The thorns were not wood—at least not wood that grew under any sun I'd ever seen. Nothing would make that wall of darkness budge. At one point my advisor asked me, "If this is just the gate, my lord... what lives behind it?". We departed soon after. > > - *From the Diary of Lord Gillian of Ravenholt, 348 AD* The Blackwell Glade is a large settlement of [[Shadowfell]] creatures that is surrounded by 100ft. tall black thorned bushes. Only those with [[The Pumpking]]'s permission can enter the Glade. Many Lords of [[Ravenholt]] have tried to lead expeditions in to destroy the Glade, but none have been successful. The inside is described as a carnival straight out of nightmare. All manner of spirits dance across walls, ghouls saunter through paths illuminated by burning scarecrows. And at the heart of it all is the Pumpking.