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+type: region
+world: Eldar
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+
+# The Lantern Moss
+
+> [!info] At a Glance
+> **Type:** Marsh-country, low ridges, half-drowned roadways
+> **Mood:** Hushed, watchful, luminous at the edges
+> **Known for:** A web of old toll roads and reedwaters where light gathers in the moss after sunset
+
+## The Lay of the Land
+
+The Lantern Moss lies where raised roads, reed-marsh, and low burial hills meet. Travelers remember it for the strange green glow that blooms across wet stone at dusk, painting mile markers, roots, and ferry posts in soft fire.
+
+It is not an easy region, but it is not a cruel one either. The land gives warnings before it gives punishment. The trouble is that outsiders rarely know how to read them.
+
+## What Makes This Region Different
+
+Magic here gathers around **passage, memory, and permission**.
+
+- roads remember who used them and sometimes where they were meant to go
+- marsh water reflects things that are nearby in story, not necessarily distance
+- bells, tolls, and crossings matter more than they should
+- promises made at thresholds carry unusual weight
+
+The Lantern Moss feels like a place built around crossings between states: road and water, village and wild, sleep and waking, old bargain and broken custom.
+
+## Locations
+
+- [[campaigns/the-hollow-between/locations/briarcross]]
+- [[campaigns/the-hollow-between/locations/the-hushmere]]
+- [[campaigns/the-hollow-between/locations/the-hollow-bell]]
+
+## Local Spirits & Beings
+
+- **Ysa of the Reeds** watches crossings and remembers those who pass honestly
+- lights in the moss gather where something forgotten wants to be found
+- something beneath the Hollow Bell has begun listening again
+
+## Customs & Warnings
+
+- Never ring a handbell after dusk unless you mean to call something
+- Thank the road aloud when it brings you home safely
+- If the moss lights your doorstep in a circle, do not leave the house until dawn
+- No one in Briarcross refuses ferry fare paid in old silver, though few remember why
+
+## Connections to Other Regions
+
+The Lantern Moss borders higher pasture and older stone-country to the north, but the marsh roads shift enough that locals speak of these borders as agreements rather than fixed lines.
+
+## Hooks
+
+- a hill in the region has started ringing from under the earth
+- travelers arrive with memories that belong to people they have never met
+- the ferries keep finding extra passengers in reflected water
+- someone has begun breaking old crossing customs on purpose