Landmarks

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.

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.

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.

On the way to the mountain, you must pass through the village. It has a thriving trade, and the people seem healthy enough, but you notice a strange silence. Why do the people not talk more?

Old sailors speak of a lighthouse that changes location. A few of them say it's a trap. A few others say you can find your fortune. Look for the dim, greenish light that seems to sway near the coast.

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.

A makeshift goblin camp has been erected around a large rock in the middle of the Deshkar plain. What the goblins have failed to notice is that, although the rock is old, it has no lichen on it.

The impact of the asteroid hitting the earth left its mark for miles. The strange purple light emanating from the crash can be seen for leagues. So far, any who have approached it have not returned.

The temple is full of traps, terrors, and treasures. A few adventures have managed to peek inside and escape. They always talk about the shifting vines that cover every surface.