Landmarks

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.

Riding upon the ever-rising currents, the air captains practice their trade in the Floating Isles. Each and every island is the home of some ancient ruin - relics of the First Builders who brought the power of flight so many aeons ago.

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 chasm is so deep here that everyone agrees it has no bottom. Why there is only one, small bridge to cross is not known. Those who built the bridge are long forgotten.

In the heart of the jungle lies a forge. The forge is contained inside a spire standing 200 feet tall. For centuries, the forge has been cold.

Wherever desperate adventurer's need it most, the camp seems to appear. Some say it's a mirage - like a desert oasis - which provides only the illusion of sustenance. Others swear it is the only reason they still live.

This small island is in the middle of nowhere in particular, and has no distinguishing features. And yet, hundreds of pilgrims travel here every year. It is known that this island was the meeting spot of the fated lovers Asha and Bellcroft.

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 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.