A slightly atypical stinking swamp festering with goblins
A fairly average world that happens to be the headquarter site of the Earth Alliance Space Probe Agency (EASPA)
A seemingly average industrial world that is the source of 1 out of every 4 guns in current use.
Conosca abbastanza per essere impaurito, molto impaurito
Motto of Cinque-Parte Polygnostic
Beringia, the sinking kingdom.
Dal Nastro, little more than a smudged footnote in mankind’s history of expansion.
Mind the smell, it is a good place to get preserved meat.
Red Dogs? his shop isnt on the market, you’ll have to wind over behind it, on one of the back streets. Wont be hard to find though, just look for the metal dogs and you’ve found him.
Also known as the school of the unseen and the Enclave of Enchantment. Little more is known to outsiders than that.
For the Emperor! For Anna Purna! For the Tigers!
Motto of the 1st Anna Purna Legion, the White Tigers.
The Official citadel directory for all of your carousing needs.
To be sure, the Dirdums are fair teeming with goblins.
Captain Wandern, ship’s log.
A Celestial Lense is a metallic clearing that focuses the energy of the etherial to the material realm in remote places. These points of concentrated Good and Order create dangers untold in the regions around them.
The great cone of steam, fire and ice.
The valley of the elves between Night and the Waterfalls
A den of mercenaries, murderers, bounty hunters and thieves…
I tell you, I get this itch on my lip when I think about Sgriob and the waters of the casks…
Captain Wandren, Ship’s logs
Life in the Two Kingdoms is polarized between the now seemingly endless conflict between the noble elves of Elvindorm and the ruthless Sidious Prax and her allies. While this is the dominant conflict, by no means is it the only one. East of these two powers, beyond the paling of the Jokulsmorder, the land is desolate and savage, with survival being a greater concern that ideals and politics. This is the hardscrabble soil that the township of Draachenhaur grew from.
An average city of the Midlands
Behold, the Mountain of the Snow Bunnies!
Inside a mad scientists laboratory the PCs find a short creature with smooth, oily and whale like skin. The head is faceless and smooth also. But hundreds of white eyes on the PCs from the fat belly of this creature. The PCs are about to kill it as it speaks to them in a feeble but intelligent voice, asking them to pour the contents of a green vial on it. Will they do so? And if so, what will happen?