Landmarks

The tomb appears suddenly in the middle of dense forest. Not many people remember the name of the lord commander that it houses. There is a stairway behind the sarcophagus but it ends in a blank wall.

Stagnant river water flows backwards into the area, exposing the red earth beneath. Many have gone missing here. Everyone avoids it.

On the way to the mountain, you must pass through the village. It has a thriving trade, and the people seem healthy enough, but you notice a strange silence. Why do the people not talk more?

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

The witches of old gathered here. Newer generations of wicca have tried to understand its secrets, but any who attempt to gather here suffer a terrible curse.

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

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.

On the way to the mountain, you must pass through the village. It has a thriving trade, and the people seem healthy enough, but you notice a strange silence. Why do the people not talk more?

An ancient cyclops constructed his forge at the heart of a glacier. He required the extreme cold of the northern ocean to quench the special metals he worked. As a cyclops, he barely noticed the weather. He even enjoyed the isolation.