The mountains of Mori loom heavy and scarred, their faces carved with tiered entrances and reinforced shafts that glow faintly from within. Rail tracks snake down rocky slopes, and lifts creak steadily against stone. Lantern light flickers against exposed veins of metal embedded in dark rock, while scaffolding and pulley systems cling to cliff walls like mechanical vines.

The Mines of Mori carve deep into the mountain spine of the region, serving as the raw foundation of Xemascus’ strength. Veins of iron, titanium, and rarer alloys run through the rock in astonishing abundance, making Mori one of the richest metal deposits in Llithe. Extraction here is disciplined and relentless, with carefully reinforced shafts and rail systems moving ore efficiently from depth to surface.

Life around Mori revolves around endurance. Miners work in calculated shifts, supported by engineers who ensure the mountains yield safely rather than collapse in greed. The air carries the scent of stone dust and oil, and the rhythm of pick and drill sets the tone for the settlement.

Mori is not glamorous, but it is indispensable. Every forge, workshop, and metal yard in Xemascus begins with what is drawn from these mountains.