Brumborion’s blade, the fang of the north, ice razor, the glacial sword, Givone’s Favor
The great cone of steam, fire and ice.
The valley of the elves between Night and the Waterfalls
A den of mercenaries, murderers, bounty hunters and thieves…
The grim and often belligerent denizens of the Grand Duchy of Nyir
Life in the Two Kingdoms is polarized between the now seemingly endless conflict between the noble elves of Elvindorm and the ruthless Sidious Prax and her allies. While this is the dominant conflict, by no means is it the only one. East of these two powers, beyond the paling of the Jokulsmorder, the land is desolate and savage, with survival being a greater concern that ideals and politics. This is the hardscrabble soil that the township of Draachenhaur grew from.
Walking through the alleys of the docks district of town, you hear an old, mad beggar calling out for alms. He claims to be a god, cast out from heaven and stripped of his powers. The party passes, tossing a few coppers to him. In thanking them, the madman refers to incidents in their childhood or distant past which would have been all but impossible for him to know.