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Work 'til we find it, life is a compass pointing ahead of me

Ancient Lair

among the

Colonnades of Antiquity

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B O U N D A R Y

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I know the winds from the south have the waves riled up like a hungry mouth
And your stomach goes hollow at the thought that it could swallow you whole
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» Beyond the roiling, white peaked waves of the frigid sea, lies a land and people battered by more than the elements.

Boundary where the people are afflicted beyond mortal means, where the ever flowing waters of time shudder and twist, leaving a world caught, suspended between what is and what could be.

On this vast world that forever lies between reality and beyond time, life survives. On Boundary, life always finds a way.

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Pathfinder » In between the snap of the sails catching the wind and a rallying cry from the tumult of the crew, the Pathfinder goes airborne. Cresting above the white-tipped waves, she is buoyed barely upwards by her half dozen balloons and sheer determination from her tireless crew. A final twist of the main sail and some awry gust- and Pathfinder leaves the cold embrace of the Northern Sea behind her, disappearing amongst the clouds.

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Last Bastion » Beyond the habitable world, beyond all sense and reason, exists a fort, stood between a world of vagrants and ruthless criminals and the peaceful wonderland of the Wilderness beyond. Year round a skeleton crew mans the fort, invariably dealing with avalanches, rescues, wildfires, and ghosts. And those are the least of their problems.

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Tempest Bay » The continent is sprawling and a home to many. From the low lying bay and beaches at the edge of the mainland to the farm lands and wild groves on the rolling hills beyond, life is varied and tumultuous and always, always, prospering.

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Wetlands » At the heart of the continent lies the Wetlands. Home to a plethora of patchwork and unique life, it is an oasis to those who stumble into their tropical floating gardens, warded by guardians of old; and an unimaginable horror to those caught in the flow of its shifting swamps.

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Solanum Citadel » As the forested land falls away Solanum Citadel stands solemn before the sandy wastes beyond. Its ancient walls protecting the lands behind from desertification. Civilisation spills around the Citadel, nourished by the Lake and forest that they do their best to protect.

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Salt the Earth » Beyond the ancient walls of rumoured citadel, rise the changing tides of the Great Dune Sea. Those who eek out a living here are nomadic and by nature unfriendly people who spend more time amongst their herds than they do other people. But if you earn their respect they will show you how to survive. Those that seek more settled life do so in the salt flats. A basin to the south of the Dunes surrounded by rocky mountains that once held a nourishing sea now lies mostly empty- flooding to a shallow depth during the rainy season when the residents spend every waking hour farming. It is a hostile place to live but life finds a way.

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Food gives Goo
Materials give Ooze
Apparel gives Slime
Familiars give Muck
Trinkets give Sludge

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