Drachinacht, City of the Dragon King.

Glistening in the light of Acheron, the crystalline structure of the Atrium is a fragment of Earth, carried across the void; a snapshot of green and blue amid the pale tans and reds of Tarterus, a promise and a dream.

Everytime you look at something in The City, there is something going on behind it. It is a moment caught in the tangles of time of some other persons life. It is those little moments that make The City seem so alive.

Capital city of the Coalition.

One of the few cities in the world where the ability to swim is more than just recommended.

I am woman. Hear me roar!

If Akoro existed anywhere but in the depths of hell, it would have torn itself apart centuries ago.

30 Cities with their teeming multitudes and famous landmarks.

A rundown shop of old joys, now just a wreck, with a little touch of mystery.

A small village situated near a medium lake,with inhabitants and history that is more unique than one might expect. Suitable for any fantasy/low tech setting.

Of old, this city was the home of a coven of the Sarkukai, foul devotees of Sarku, Lord of Worms, the God of Rising From The Grave. Though they were driven out, the city remains tainted by the memory of that ghastly cult.

The headquarters of the Whores´ Guild

101 plug and play communities in 10 sub-categories

30 villages ready at the disposal of the Gamemaster.

StoneHolt

The greatest city on Neyathis - not built by the hand of man, but by long-gone giants. It is a city of superlatives and place of new beginnings.

Celebrations can be found everywhere: from the big city to your local township. Sometimes the smaller locales can have the richest of all celebrations since they are more personal. Dayern's Hamlet is one of those places.

In The Wastes the prospectors look for valuable substances. When they need some respite, they look for Deadman's Rock.

Deep in the frozen north, facing the northern sea lies Corpsehaven a city built into a sheer cliff, a walled city that extends to the sea. This city is a silent place, filled with the dead and those that would consort with such creatures.

An exotic and oddly beautiful city unlike any other.

As you come near the Songpit, the sounds of sweet angelic bardic singing as if from heaven mix with the sounds of screams of agony. Your guard grins and turns to you. 'You'll either entertain us with your voice or with your pain, but either way we are going to have some fun with you.'