Landmarks

The water furies congregate nearby, bringing the river to a violent froth. None have ever tamed this river, but a few fools have certainly tried to cross. Perhaps a bargain can be struck?

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

There was a small town that prospered somewhere nearby. One day everyone simultaneously forgot it. Even written records vanished. It's as if it never existed.

A small city has sprung up around the main arena in the center. For some reason, it has developed a reputation as place for warriors to test themselves and gain recognition for martial prowess. Many travel here to battle in the games.

The pit appears as a blight on the landscape in the middle of nowhere. It's many miles from any sort of settlement. And yet, year after year, about a dozen people fall inside of it. How is this possible, when it should be so easy to stay away?

Everyone passes through. Not many stay. Once a year, there is a notable festival hosted by the area's farmers. Rumour has it you can get the world's best candied pumpkin at the festival.

The forge is ancient and powerful. Imbued by the power of gods, it can create artifacts that level cities. No mortal hand can wield its power.

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

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.