Landmarks

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

The roots of an ancient tree that once stood hundreds of feet tall. They wind and weave their way deep into the earth beneath. At night, the wisps gather round.

The roots of an ancient tree that once stood hundreds of feet tall. They wind and weave their way deep into the earth beneath.

The heat at the center of the earth is so intense that only those protected by specialized artifacts may enter. The giants who tend this forge are a forgotten race and they don't even notice the heat.

Somewhere at the very edge of two worlds lies the kingdom. It is almost impossible to learn the ways to enter. It is certain you will not leave. Still people try - the ruler is said to possess a legendary artifact.

Many say that this is where the craft of magic began before it spread to the wider world. In this place, you can still find arcane practitioners who remember the beginnings of things. Given all due respect, they may tell you their tales.

A small city has sprung up around the main arena in the center. For some reason, it has developed a reputation as place for warriors to test themselves and gain recognition for martial prowess. Many travel here to battle in the games.

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.

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.