A marble castle filled with nobles and maids rest in the center of the Capitol City of Xion; Reckta Omashea. If you are thirsty for a drink, step into the local tavern "Dragon Throat" and sample our fine wines, guaranteed to burn a hole in your belly. Or perhaps catch a show with a friend in the grand Theatre. And if you aren't into those, you can always explore outside of the town to get a taste of adventure. (Beware, foul beasts come out at night.)

Over a vast mountain range, across the Xion sea lye's a nation ventured only by those seeking escape. The Oldie Nation of Azwel now appears like that of a forgotten page in history, After suffering defeat by the Nation of Xion, it rests mostly in ruins. The capital Enza Oktue is one of the only places where life continues to thrive. Most people who bother coming to Enza seek to gaze upon beauty of the largest Church in Azwel, the Oktue Cathedral.

The Shadoes Forest surrounds this town, if you enter the people shun you down. The dragon is what they say here rules, so hold your tongue or become its gruel. (Countless adventures have come from a mysterious hidden village. This one in particular has villagers who think that god is a 500 foot 4 headed dragon beast that blows out the elements of our world.)

The stench of burning bodies fill your nostrils as you step into apocalypse city. The Terrain bombarded by fire arms. Buildings crumbling to ruins. This is common place in a town built around a massive war economy, where cut throats, and thieves lye in wait to ambush any unexpected person stumbling upon this Forgotten metropolis.

In the center of the vast Xion sea, a relatively small island houses a large volcano. Boats shipwrecked on the shore, lined in the bones of past pirates. Goblins a many rest in the shadows of the forest surrounding the Ghaashmog. Did I mention these were dragon nesting grounds? Do you think you have enough Adventurer experience to make it off this seemingly obvious death trap?

You find your self walking amongst bushes and weeds, the flow of a waterfall catches your ear. Passing before you a large wolf stops to look you down. With a howl it's presence fades from your eyes. In shock you stumble just before a lake in the shape of a howling wolf's head. What is this place you wonder, as the scent of flowers in bloom catch your nose. Why is Wolves lake, a place for the fuzzies and scalies alike. ( Be warned, wolves may appear cuddly and kind but are actually ferocious evil critters with bite worst then bark. Some say they aren't wolves at all but in fact demons taking wolves form.)

All have a place here. A six foot deep hole awaiting your corpse. If you are lucky maybe you will be remembered for your deeds in service to the Realm of Eden, with your name engraved on a headstone in the noble grave yard. "Here lye those who fought and died for what they believed in, may their souls rest in peace." (Walking amongst the seemingly endless graveyard, you will find that even the dead have their say.)