Picture the wildest rodeo you’ve ever seen. Now picture it half a mile above the earth.
Drachinacht, City of the Dragon King.
Just as every religion has a unique emblem, so to do they have unique equipment that their more adventurous members make use of. These are some of those items.
"After being to the Bramblefens, blackberry thorns just seem kinda cute!"
"Did a BEAR just jump out of that mans backpack?!?"
"Yes sir, I believe it did."
"Men? They send men to repel us? Humans…"
Who said Medusa are evil?
The twin goddesses of the Medusan race, Gethserath and Amarane.
Come one, come all to the greatest show in the world!
As far as everyone knows, the Maze has always been there; the strange pair of gates set in the side of a mountain a common feature in every painting of the area, no matter how ancient. One white, one red, nobody knows what they're made of but they resist any attempt to damage them; they’re always slightly cool to the touch no matter the weather, they have a very reflective surface, and if you look at them in a bright light, sometimes it looks as if they glow on their own.
The important thing is what’s on the other side of them, of course. The Maze itself is a strange place where the normal rules are suspended, and its own set takes their place. It’s a place filled with puzzles and riddles, monsters and traps; it’s always consistent with itself in any single run but is never the same two times around, and sometimes you could swear it has a sadistic streak, delighting in tricking the unwary adventurer.
It is a dangerous place, as so many people will rush to tell you; most people who go in never come out, and even those who do usually end up scarred for life. They also bring out with them enormous piles of riches, which is why people keep going in anyway.