Connects to: 27.04, 29.14, 46.02, and 51.29.
Overview
A great mess of winches, elevators, ladders and ropes allows hardened salt miners to lower themselves down the World’s Edge and winch up blocks of salt cut from the dry seabed below.
The mines have operated for over two hundred years, creating a mess of rooms, corridors and sharp drops which have not been torch-lit for decades. These rooms are used as shelter by beasts, dehydrated and disoriented by their passage across the seabed. Some never leave, sipping from the wells sunk by the miners and feeding on one another – and lost miners.
The salt itself is sold widely across the Lands. The night cattlemen use it for cowlicks, having found that it leaves their cows less neurotic than that harvested from the Ocean of Bitter Regrets (00.06). Even the aurochs of the Burning Lands have been seen licking a block stamped with the waterfall symbol of the miners. For the past three months, no salt has been sent from the mines (44.03). Both the cattlemen and the gnolls (51.29) – each thinking themselves the major customer of the mines – have sent large teams to find out what has happened. The Temple Indivisible of Shuttered is also putting together a team, having found recent sacrifices heartbroken and poetic.
Hooks
- What’s happened to the miners?
- What’s deep in the salt mines?
- What effect does fallsalt have on cattle and men?
- Who owns and runs the mining operation?
