Landmarks

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.

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

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

The heat at the center of the earth is so intense that only those protected by specialized artifacts may enter. The giants who tend this forge are a forgotten race and they don't even notice the heat.

This island is the only spot of land between two major trade centers. Many pirates have rested here. It seems to be strangely lucky. Shipwrecked sailors will often find themselves alive on it, even when they thought it was too far to reach.

The shrine is easy enough to find. Many pilgrims make their way through here. It has a secret that someone with the lore can relate. The shrine sits upon the back of a hidden guardian.

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.

In the oldest desert, by the oldest astrological charts, one may find the First Oasis. Drink from its waters, and you will live forever.

In this place the winter is endless. The constant cold brings the conditions for exotic wildlife to flourish, though it is hardly comfortable for visitors.