The city of Kaldarien is a bustling port on the Isle of Wildenmeer, often called the isle of the twin duchies, and is the capital of the southernmost duchy.

During most of the year the nomads of the Bushlands wander in small groups, seeking pasture for their animals and food for themselves, over a vast area. But during the coldest three months of the year they come together for warmth and to trade with each other and pool supplies if things get really cold.

At the heart of the Dhargenaas continent lays Malcaresh the northernmost city of the Southern Empire of the Careshi. It started with trade, but become tactically important. It has become a place of two styles since then.

The City of Walkabout Creek is based within the only pass in the Mountians of Quartz. All around it is a sixty foot wall of solid but perfectly clear quartz.

Bonzalia is a city on a site that has been inhabited for many, many centuries. Since earliest times, it has been known for its metal work (copper and bronze specifically) and this shows in its architecture. Its love of tradition also shows.

Whilst it is part of Vandersil, because it brings in a lot of money in trade, Queen Yocasta is kind to her subjects and people can normally grumble without being executed for it.

Bayaallatalstonescha is a beautiful city. That by itself is not saying much, as all Elventi cities are beautiful. Bayaallatalstonescha is called beautiful by Elventi, one of the few places they actually apply that term to. It is on level peak on a tall mountain not too far from the ocean shore. In fact, on a clear day, one can see the ocean from appropriate places in the city.

Silver Gate is built behind a natural harbor upon six and a half steep hills. It leads to the hills and their silver mines.

The underlying terrain of the city defines it. It is a large, broad mound. This cluster is as strange to the Kerrenese as Venice or a sunken city is to most Westerners.

Payan is an ancient city that covers a huge area (40 some square miles), with over 4000 Temple and Religious buildings.

These boots are an item that complements Siren no Orakio's Item submission 'Shards of the Storm'. This is a quest submission.

You should feel proud today, knowing that you will be the reason why another person will live. Why they will escape the brink of death and be able to heal all injuries. This is a great thing and you should feel elation knowing because of you, they will live. Unfortunately you must die for them to live; such is the way of the world.

-Inganno - Follower of Caedmon, Alchemist of Shadow

The proud dwarven Captain Dugfar stood atop his mighty machine of magic and stone looking down the mountain they had just emerged from; letting the wind whip his beard over his shoulder... "This is a proud day for the Dwarves!" He bellowed. "...and this is just the start!"

An Clasp ornately carved out of gemstones that can be quickly attached to any robe or cape. In truth, the Clasp of Reincarnation is actually a powerful artifact that can grant the wearer eternal life...Sort of.

The Rebec came from the Arabian rabob. It has been known in Europe since the 10th century but their use in art music was chiefly during the Middle Ages and Renaissance.

The Organetto is a personal organ that puts out full range sound. Yes this is a real world musical item, but it is so 'out of most people's experience' that nobody realizes it exists.

The Lizard (tenor cornett) is a real world musical item, but they are so 'out of most people's experience' that nobody realizes it.

The unearthly sound echoed across the faire over the din of the crowd. An apprentice trying to make some extra coin had found a way to utilize his training tool. While this would scandalize his master and his peers, the common folk were mesmerized by the unique sound this instrument performed.

To give a world a feeling of otherworldliness, it is best to replace some standard, everyday objects by imaginitive replacements. I thought I'd turn to musical instruments as music often defines (or embodies) a culture.

This is just a first idea, feel free to post some more, because I will...

Settled two hundred years before, the people were fleeing war and tyranny. Establishing a comfortable existence in the fertile, but empty valleys, they soon learned who the lands belong to. A mighty dragon called only Death, came and burned the city to the ground, and later again, and again, sending with fire also his (hers?) evil laughter and shouts of pleasure at the destruction. The survivors did not wish to leave, and decided for a new strategy.