Landmarks

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

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.

The water furies congregate nearby, bringing the river to a violent froth. None have ever tamed this river, but a few fools have certainly tried to cross. Perhaps a bargain can be struck?

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.

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.

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?

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.

It took many meetings, backroom conversations, and rounds of approvals, but the Steel Ministry was finally able to agree that some control of the skies would benefit their board members. They used their considerable wealth to hire the best inventor in all the land, and this was the result.

The Inventors Ministry knew they wanted to build the first airship. The problem was every one of them claimed they were the best suited to the task of lead engineer. Eventually, they hosted a competition to determine which design would win. This was the result.