Bardag Ol lies in the midst of the Adaz Pass, on the Great West Road. A product of a mixture Old Sohari architecture and frontier pragmatism, it is an interesting blend of sophisticated pomp and grizzled realism.
It is quoted in the Canon of St. Mancel that once in his life, that every devout soul should make pilgrimage to the holy city of Sangreal.
This is a a city where your wealth, social standing and everything is decided by the society of prohecy who keep the rich, rich and poor, poor.
Today a new village is located on the same spot and all that remains of Pinezano is a memorial raised by Duke Valefinazzio himself after he dethroned the black hearted Prince. The memorial is a large statue of a mother bravely holding her child which is crying fearfully
Avalon is set among the beautiful green rolling hills of the biome. The homes here are right out of a Maxwell Parish or Thomas Kincaide painting, little Tudor styled cottages and a quaint temple. They cluster around the central plaza, which is really just the intersection of three undertravelled Imperial roads (South to Antioch, East to the Villages, NorthEast of GreatRidge road).
This is the Arth component of the Random Villages thread. These are not so random, but the named ones and with a smattering of real randoms
Awhile ago I started a small list of random villages…I think many turned out to be plots, but thought I would throw them out here for fun.
Every city and village in this region has a flag tradition. The tradition started here.
Twin Pole, like most Kerrenese cities, are defined by their terrain. Twin Poles is in a deep and broad river valley, with broad color banded walls, built upon one long raised promotory from which two tall "spires" rise. The water is broad, but not too deep around the "island", keeping bothersome the aquatic megafauna to a minimum. (Though the local Dinosaur Watercows are quite dangerous).
Three Pines is a good sized Dwarventi Hold built into the large granite side of the mountain - its heart stone as the Dwarves say. It is not far off the Far Eastern end of the Great Road, along the Kin Side Mountains. At any given time there are about 1100 souls here, so it is not a City by Human Standards, but it is by Dwarven Standards.
This is as close to a “city” as the nomadic peoples get. It is more like a large and fairly permanent camp where various tribes meet within the “neutral zone” of Geon’kic.
This is a city on the border of the two Eleventi States, that of the Northern Ice Elves and the Southern Forest Elves. Though on the Southern side of the border, it borrows heavily from the Northern styles.
Malarith is one of the Wonders of the Manmade world, for its made by Human Hands a long time ago.
To call TearDrop City a city is to be generous. It is one of the largest collections of SkyFolk on the north part of the east coast of ThirdLand. It gains its name from the TearDrop shaped rock on the natural set of the stone pillars not far off shore.
De Maddenville sprawls across a sixth of the island of Banhoesea, and was built when the De Madden Company was young, around a bay that provided a handy deepwater port for traders.
Cambria, for the most part, looks like every other urban area. However, here the concept of Great Buildings has not only taken hold, but it has florished.
It is strange to have a city between two towns, especially when the two towns were there first and are “famous”, but such is the way of Sand City.
Calanderas is a beautiful city of hills, a tight cluster of hills. It has a long and complicated history, all which can be seen in the city streets. Yet it is not for the buildings that it is beautiful.
Sodius is The White City, known for its White Gold - Salt.
Cheza Betaze is the 17th Nekron urban area found in the Northern Cascades. The reasons why it is the best known of all Nekron cavern cities is that is has an easily accessible surface entrance/ exit which is just off the main Cascade trade trails. Being of recent construction in a time of prosperity, it is a city the Nekron feel proud off.
The Wizard-Brewers of the Old Empire stored memories in bottles of mead, passing their brightest ideas, most subtle magics, and most important decisions on to their heirs in bottles of oddly-flavored honey-wine. A cache of these ancient magical vintages has been unearthed, but does anyone dare drink from it? The ancient mead's creator is a complete mystery, as are the thoughts he left behind.