Landmarks

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.

Everyone passes through. Not many stay. Once a year, there is a notable festival hosted by the area's farmers. Rumour has it you can get the world's best candied pumpkin at the festival.

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.

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.

The tomb appears suddenly in the middle of dense forest. Not many people remember the name of the lord commander that it houses. There is a stairway behind the sarcophagus but it ends in a blank wall.

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.

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.

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.

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.