Landmarks

There is a particular passage of water on a stretch of mostly open ocean that seasoned navigators avoid. For some reason the water here seems to change in an unnatural way, capturing even the most steadfast ships.

Ruins in the middle of the field appear to be the outline of a small homestead. Careful observation reveals trapdoors in many of the rooms, hidden underneath the shrubs.

Wandering tombstones resemble a wild garden in this small cemetery. It was once well tended, but has fallen into disrepair. One of the tombstones has a name that stands out amongst the crowd of otherwise faded letters.

The nasty, brutish thing that dwells in these caves is best left alone. The bones of its victims litter the ground, half frozen into the ice.

Set between two large mountains, the temple is very hard to reach. When you find it, you climb hundreds of feet on an ancient staircase carved from the rock. The entrance is covered in runes of warning. You know that the Glass Eye lies at the heart of the temple - as does its guardian.

Hundreds of feet above the ground, this treetop village is not for faint-hearted adventurers. The race that built it has lived here for generations, and they barely remember the ground.

Jack used to have a family. Now Jack has no family. He sits alone at his cottage and never comes out, except to chop wood for the fire or go ice fishing.

The kingdom used to be a thriving center of trade. The times changed, bringing hardship beyond belief, and yet the people clung to some sort of life here. Few ships, and fewer good tidings, come to its port nowadays.

In this place the seasons come and go rapidly. Many travellers have been unprepared when the spring shifted to winter in the span of days.