The Dragon Mines are a place for a free man to gain riches through a hard life and a place to hide those that defy the King, the laws or the Shan.
The People of the pocket realm of Brocschtal are simple folk who live as they have for thousands of years. Farming the land, raising sheep, getting in the occasional brawl. And fighting off the infernal attacks of ghouls.
Fewer things under heaven reek
like the lofty spires of Wlatsoom Peak
Vernissage, apprentice bard.
"Summon the Legions! We shall offer battle within Bleak Vale! This time, OUR cause shall triumph!"
The great cone of steam, fire and ice.
The valley of the elves between Night and the Waterfalls
The Grand Forge of Karak is known more generally as the Forge of Woe, for none can use it and remain untouched.
Behold, the Mountain of the Snow Bunnies!
A land of witches and evil magic, a pox on it!
Darak One-Eye, from the Book of the Black Rose
A floating city hovers over the capital, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. Its spires are blinking in the morning sun, revealing alien architecture. What will happen next? Rumours spread like wildfire that this is the ancient city that once stood at this very spot. Mystics proclaim that it will take root here once again, crushing the capital under it. Somebody needs to get up there and investigate.