Landmarks

On the way to the mountain, you must pass through the village. It has a thriving trade, and the people seem healthy enough, but you notice a strange silence. Why do the people not talk more?

There was a small town that prospered somewhere nearby. One day everyone simultaneously forgot it. Even written records vanished. It's as if it never existed.

Riding upon the ever-rising currents, the air captains practice their trade in the Floating Isles. Each and every island is the home of some ancient ruin - relics of the First Builders who brought the power of flight so many aeons ago.

The pit appears as a blight on the landscape in the middle of nowhere. It's many miles from any sort of settlement. And yet, year after year, about a dozen people fall inside of it. How is this possible, when it should be so easy to stay away?

The boss has been pulling gems from the mountains at this site for years now. It hasn't made him any less grumpy.

When a powerful druid met her end, a giant tree sprang up where she fell. Around the tree of life, the menhirs were placed, an everlasting circle of guardians to honor the druid. Today, the tree has been cut down. Great power still lingers here.

Once long ago, an entire town was killed by a plague. An alien race felt the tragedy and responded, creating a cemetery and burying the entire town. In time, the cemetery was lost to our mortal plane. No one travels there now, or remembers who created it.

Ruins in the middle of the field appear to be the outline of a small homestead. Careful observation reveals trapdoors in many of the rooms, hidden underneath the shrubs.

You can still witness the unnatural size of the fallen titan. Its skull is a permanent feature of the volcano. From its mouth erupts scathing hot lava - the boiling blood of the earth.