Landmarks

A giant skull, impossibly large, has become the entranceway to a deep network of caves. The caves are now the lair of many dangerous creatures. No one knows what type of creature the skull came from.

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.

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

Friends and lovers come to this pool to watch the water tumble out from the mountain. Something about it calms the mind, and promotes spiritual reflection.

The boss has been pulling gems from the mountains at this site for years now. It hasn't made him any less grumpy.

The blood is binding. The blood is time. The blood is sacred. From Her grace, we flow.

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.

When you left here, it seemed so much bigger. Of course, you were younger then. Returning now, after all you have seen, feels strange.

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.