At the head of a valley with a stream that flows wet only in the rainy season -- circled by high hills and rocky outcrops, evident only to those who stand on the highest point of an adjacent 1-mile sub-hex, or who approach from the valley -- is the dread Bronze Tree.
It is in the form of a 25 foot tall cedar, with stylized bark and needles and symmetrical branches that begin 8 feet up the trunk, which is 5' wide at the base narrowing to 2' at the crown. In a band where the trunk meets the floor, there is carved a circle of arcane glyphs. For those who can interpret them, let it be known that they are a charm to stop evil entities from passing through the ring.
There is no apparent way in, but anyone reaching the top will observe that some kind of noisome bird (harpies, on a truly difficult nature knowledge check) once lived there; the upper branches are soiled with large splashes of droppings, and something has pierced and torn away a hole in the side of the topmost branch. Beyond the hole, the tree is hollow all the way down, with a somewhat ironic support structure of actual cedar struts and beams, blackened with age.
All reasoning beings who live within 20 miles shun the tree, knowing of evil legends surrounding it. The bronze represents a fortune in metal-poor Wahattu (easily 10,000 gp) but nobody thinks of salvaging it. Rightly so: there is a curse on the bronze that any tool made from it will rise to strike its wielder, and any ornament will render its wearer loathsome in sight. This curse is inscribed on the inside of the trunk where the band is.
Under the tree is another damnation tomb, one very late in the period, when the punishment extended to more mundane crimes and the edict on the dead was enforced by necromancy. Thus, in the chamber dug 10' beneath the tree are arranged 6 withered ancient corpses, their necks broken and heads turned backward that they may not enter the land of the dead. Each corpse is a vengeful shadow; but they may not pass up beyond the ring unless it is broken or the writings effaced. There are no grave goods or even clothing save for 6 leaden tablets detailing their names and crimes: these are a cartel of merchants from the western province of the Urig Empire, Pungatan, who defrauded the House of the Divine Emperor in the provision of cedar wood in the 6th Epoch, 700 years ago, when apparently bronze was cheaper to use as a building material. As historical curios an interested buyer will pay 100 gp each for the tablets.
Banging on the tree will produce a loud sonorous gonging that (on successful morale tests) will bring curious goblins from the west and gnolls (hex #2) from the east. The gonging will take on unearthly undertones as the imprisoned shades wail and moan within.
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