Landmarks

The boss has been pulling gems from the mountains at this site for years now. It hasn't made him any less grumpy.

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.

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 witches of old gathered here. Newer generations of wicca have tried to understand its secrets, but any who attempt to gather here suffer a terrible curse.

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

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.

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.

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.

This place is well hidden. The perfect location for a predatory sadist to go about their work without interruption. The rock remembers the blood and screams of countless victims. Pray you never find it.