"Mmmhmm. You must have missed it last night. Every night one of the gnolls howls to the Pale Mountain, and the Carrion King, the most powerful of their kind in the region, howls in return. Well, him or one of his servants." Garavel scowled, shaking his head. "It's near the center of the old genie war in the region, so not many dare come close to the mountain. Many think of it as the tombstone of a god."