Jewels of Gwahlur

A lone warrior scales sheer jade‑blue cliffs, muscles straining against ancient stone as the jungle roars below. His skin is bronzed by sun, his movements fluid and panther‑like, each handhold a battle of will against gravity. Halfway up, a hidden niche reveals a withered mummy clutching a brittle scroll, a clue stolen in a breathless grasp.

From the summit he peers into a massive natural bowl, a perfect amphitheater ringed by sheer walls. At its center rise the marble ruins of Alkmeenon, a forgotten palace glittering amid the emerald canopy, its legendary “Teeth of Gwahlur” whispered by tavern tale‑tellers across distant kingdoms. Drawn by the promise of a treasure that outshines the hoards of Turanian kings, the Cimmerian steps into the silent arena, his heart beating with the lure of untold wealth.

Yet the silent stones guard more than gold. Shadows stir among crumbling columns, and rival seekers—priests, princes, and cut‑throated brigands—converge on the same mythic prize. As the sun climbs, Conan must navigate treachery, ancient traps, and his own fierce ambition before the jungle swallows the secret forever.