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An area known for its exceptional steel work. It is named after the main city in the region.
As part of The Pact that ended the Six Stars Demon Wars, various places were given over to the Dark Kind. This is their neighborhood in the city.
Defintion: A Holde is any bounded place where the rules of an "other realm" hold sway, but are still of this world.
A city large enough to contain kingdoms.
Many cemetaries have a church sitting just outside their walls. One cemetary has a bar.
The ever present breeze from the water pushed the litter around constantly. The nice black cars and their sharp dressed occupants are sharp contrast to the broken people who live here. The Gloom comes from more than the lack of city lighting. And remember, nobody knowns nothing.
The rebuilt cradle of humanity, Neo-Terra is the world created from the ashes of Old Earth.
An orphanage is not a place one would normally connect with undead abominations. Normal orphanages are not run by Edrea Solon.
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.
Kingdoms tied by the bonds of blood and war
"You head down this back alley, and check that last door on the left. If it opens for you, you are in, one of the gang. If not, well you are not ready for the place yet. If you can’t see that door on the left, you will never be one of us. " Silverwind, aka Alex O’Tor
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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.
In the sprawl that as become The City, there is an oasis; a little pocket of urban perfection, mixing the living, the urban, and the commerical.
A HellPit is a spring of green ectoplasmic goo that spring forth from the bowels of the astreal to the materail realm in out of the way places. These points of concentrated Evil and Chaos create dangers untold in regions around them.
"Build a road, wide and surrounded by beautiful architecture, to lead from Guilders’ Court to the new palace," the Regent commanded Master Thraso.
In an area albinos are considered to be evil mystics and locals ward themselves against them by turning their backs to them to avoid being mesmerized. Suddenly the angeliclly pale loner with white hair and violet hued-eyes is suddenly an outcast, and his companions are treated as if they have been mystically bonded into his service, and could be treated with attempts to intervene or given the same stony treatment. Expect poor quarters, no hospitality and to pay twice as much for everything.