The addition of “irrelevant” details adds local colour to a campaign world, giving the impression that the DM has thought very deeply about the history of even the smallest architectural feature.
The Scratching Stone has always been an area of interest for the local people. A huge slab of granite with a top a couple of acres in area, it is out of place when compared with the other rock formations in the area. It has bore many names - Evenstone, the Great Altar, the Giant’s Dinnertable and others lost to time.
Wise travelers know to pass wide around Destinen Wood, for few have emerged unscathed from that accursed forest.
With silent wings may your soul fly to the Spirit Home
Kerren is the common/ colonial name for Kerros IV. Kerros is a G3 star in Sector 460. It is a Early Series System off the Bael Line. To players, Kerren is the home to an Against the Storms Campaign. Planets and Places of Kerren is a scroll and codex that will include information about the Planet, the Places, and the Clusters/ Warrens/ and Villages of Kerren.
Come one, come all! Lords and Ladies welcome! Enter through the gates and be amazed!
Founded on the promise of prophecy, this fiefdom owes it success to its previously worthless amethyst deposits. And its very survival as well.
In Antioch, the Inn and Tavern is an institution. You hit the corner or neighborhood tavern a couple of nights a week, if not every night. You go, eat, drink, socialize.
What if interplanar travel was not as simple as a spell. What if it required the use of certain gates, which were not only hard to find, but difficult to access, and dangerous to use.
Sesna’s Volcano holds one such gate.
The Grand Forge of Karak is known more generally as the Forge of Woe, for none can use it and remain untouched.
These are the worlds and planets encountered by daring space explorers.
An average city of the Midlands
A list of locations and/or situations for a cool fight scene. (list)
The smoky haze that shrouds this volcanic island hides a deadly legend…
The hatreds of men have made this island paradise into a quagmire of poverty and corruption.
Nowhere else in the city would you find a place more tragically downtrodden.
Death and horror await the unwary in the tropical forests of the Kwan-Zhanalin peninsula.
Behold, the Mountain of the Snow Bunnies!
Thus begins, a war, between kingdom and kingdom, between brother and brother, between generation and generation…
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don’t know where it goes
But it’s home to me and I walk alone
A culture must hide its hands in the arm of their clothing as a sign of respect and peace. When approaching somebody you show them respect by crossing your arms and hiding the hands in the shirt sleeves. Nobody worries about hidden knives and such, it is the threat of magic that this custom was created to prevent.