The Bland, the malevolent, unforgiving force, slowly making its way across The Kitchen, infecting everything it comes across with flavorless intent. From the darkened, uninspired depths of the Kitchen, it creeps across Horseradish Trees and Garlic Boulders, leaving sentient, tasteless dishes in its wake. Under Seasoned Undead shuffle across the yellowed Turmeric Mire, and Stale Specters haunt the darker depths of the Gingerroot Grotto. Gritty Golems that drip with unflavored mush? Insipid Imps that fly about, leaving a flavorless taste in both your mouth and mind? What horrors can you think of that The Bland is leaving behind to create unique and exciting encounters for our intrepid Spice Mages?