Landmarks

You can still witness the unnatural size of the fallen titan. Its skull is a permanent feature of the volcano. From its mouth erupts scathing hot lava - the boiling blood of the earth.

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 obelisk stands 200 feet high. At the top, you can make out an archway. The chains that hold it against the canyon wall are far too big to have been wrought by mortal hands.

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

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?

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

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.

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.