Landmarks

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

In the oldest desert, by the oldest astrological charts, one may find the First Oasis. Drink from its waters, and you will live forever.

The blood is binding. The blood is time. The blood is sacred. From Her grace, we flow.

The shrine is easy enough to find. Many pilgrims make their way through here. It has a secret that someone with the lore can relate. The shrine sits upon the back of a hidden guardian.

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.

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.

Dark deeds. Dark shadows. Dark magicks. Dare not enter the lair of the necromancers, lest you become their undead servant.

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.

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.