Landmarks

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.

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

There is an old mine at the center of the outpost. Some speculate that there is another entrance somewhere, allowing the outpost's inhabitants a secret way in.

Dark deeds. Dark shadows. Dark magicks. Dare not enter the lair of the necromancers, lest you become their undead servant.

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

This place is well hidden. The perfect location for a predatory sadist to go about their work without interruption. The rock remembers the blood and screams of countless victims. Pray you never find it.

The obelisk stands 200 feet high. At the top, you can make out an archway. The chains that hold it against the canyon wall are far too big to have been wrought by mortal hands.

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.

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.