Landmarks

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 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.

The spire 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.

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 mirrors stand tall above the surrounding landscape. You can see them from a great distance as they catch the sunlight, reflecting it across the snow. Will you gaze into them and see who gazes back?

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

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

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.

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.