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The dark forested valley's between the towering black spires of the mountains.
Beware, the forest hides both brigands, dangerous animals and much, much worse.

What little forest there is on the peninsula that is Vakad is thick and heavy, and the trees are densely packed. The forest is rumoured to be inhabited by both brigands and Faeries.

The ancient seaport of Vaka lies at the mouth of the grat river that runs down from the mountains of Pamaa. It's walls are not impressive, nor much use should anyone attack.

Thr gate guards of Vaka are rarely at their posts, more often than not they're in the tavern flexing their muscles or tackling a barrel of ale or two.

The palace at Vaka is the one building that retains the impressive appearence of the buildings of ages past. Far from the waterfront and safe from the storms, the King and Queen preside over their realm.

The small but sturdy temple to the God of Wind is just outside the palace grounds. Many sailors visit the temple to pray for safe passage on the seas, and pirates for good luck and good fortune.

All of the buisness in the city is conducted in the squares and on the waterfronts in the seaport, as sailors bring in cargo shipments and merchants load their goods.

These heavily forested peaks rise up out of the green canopy tha covers the land, to end in glisening white spires. These mountains are home to dangerous bandits and other creatures.

In the very deepest, darkest depths of the Kuttanian forest lies an old, seemingly abandoned castle. The vines that crawl up the old stone walls however, are not the only inhabitants. The castle is the home of the ancient Lukoi clan in Kuttane.

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These ancient caverns ahve been kept secret for eons, and no man now knows where they lie, indeed, no man even believes in their existance.

The bleak stone walls that surround the City of Kuttan, capital of Kuttane, tower in bleak isolation above the green canopy of the forests.

Sub-board: Guardhouse and Barracks

The council that rules over the democracy that is Kuttane meet in this ornate marble sheathed building. The primeministers office is here.

Sub-board: The PrimeMinister's office

A rather standard structure, which is beginning to fall into disuse. The practical Kuttanians believe now in money more than religion, and their priests have all broken several of their vows, at least once,

The bustling Market of Kuttan is located in the town square. A merchant has to be on his toes here to catch potential customers, and would be wise to keep an eye on his purse at all times.

Just down the road from the town square, men of all professions get drunk together, thieves drink with murderers and merchants drink with nobles.

The vast, rolling plains of pargalos stretch from horizon to horizon. The masses of grassland are crossed by a few dirt tracks, but not many.

The ornate tent of the Zhrai of pargalos is located at the centre of Pargala - the only permanent encampment of the nomadic Pargali, and is surrounded by armed clansmen.

The shrine to the god of thunder. The stone altar sits atop a raised platform and rows of stone terraces. The only permanent building in Pargala.

The nomadic Paragli come here to sell the finest horses and livestock in the world, leather clothing and more. A shrewd merchant can make a fortune here.

Deep below the mountains of Caraegna lies the ancestral home of the vampires. The caves run along the expanse of the mountains and under the desert, deep into Caraegna, Miyeche and Sinebe.

The massive iron bound gates of San Caraegna stand open to the desert during the day, and are closed by the watch at nightfall. all arrivals in the city will pass through these imposing gates.

Sub-board: Guard House

The gold and white walls of the palace rise from the surroundng buildings, shining in the light of the sun.

The immense and ornate red dome of the temple to Ehnhylond are visible for miles around. Many come here each and every day for religious observances.

The massive indoor market of San Caraegna. The Desert nomads come here to buy and sell their goods, and several foreign merchants can be seen about the place.

All kinds of colourful vials decorate the walls, and acres of books on magical lore fill the library. All is for sale, but not all is for good.

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