Landmarks

There is an old mine at the center of the outpost. Some speculate that there is another entrance somewhere, allowing the outpost's inhabitants a secret way in.

In this region, many of the inhabitants make their homes on small, disconnected islands. The floating bridges can be moved around, allowing them to work around the strange, shifting currents.

When you left here, it seemed so much bigger. Of course, you were younger then. Returning now, after all you have seen, feels strange.

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.

There is a particular passage of water on a stretch of mostly open ocean that seasoned navigators avoid. For some reason the water here seems to change in an unnatural way, capturing even the most steadfast ships.

Wherever desperate adventurer's need it most, the camp seems to appear. Some say it's a mirage - like a desert oasis - which provides only the illusion of sustenance. Others swear it is the only reason they still live.

Old sailors speak of a lighthouse that changes location. A few of them say it's a trap. A few others say you can find your fortune. Look for the dim, greenish light that seems to sway near the coast.

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.

An ancient cyclops constructed his forge at the heart of a glacier. He required the extreme cold of the northern ocean to quench the special metals he worked. As a cyclops, he barely noticed the weather. He even enjoyed the isolation.