Landmarks

Jack used to have a family. Now Jack has no family. He sits alone at his cottage and never comes out, except to chop wood for the fire or go ice fishing.

The forge is ancient and powerful. Imbued by the power of gods, it can create artifacts that level cities. No mortal hand can wield its power.

At night, the vital spice trade really comes to life. You will find all sorts of uncommon characters whispering in the alleyways between buildings.

Many have met a violent end in the arena. The layers of blood on the walls and floor range from fresh red to stale black. At the bottom of the central pit lies a whirring blade that always spins.

This small island is in the middle of nowhere in particular, and has no distinguishing features. And yet, hundreds of pilgrims travel here every year. It is known that this island was the meeting spot of the fated lovers Asha and Bellcroft.

The shipwreck has already been picked over by other humanoid creatures in the area. A careful investigation might still reveal information about the crew and cargo.

Wandering tombstones resemble a wild garden in this small cemetery. It was once well tended, but has fallen into disrepair. One of the tombstones has a name that stands out amongst the crowd of otherwise faded letters.

The heat at the center of the earth is so intense that only those protected by specialized artifacts may enter. The giants who tend this forge are a forgotten race and they don't even notice the heat.

The spire stands 200 feet high. At the top, you can make out an archway. The chains that hold it against the canyon wall are far too big to have been wrought by mortal hands.