Lasin's Divide is a location of stark contrast and beauty.  The edge of a cliff known as the Edge of Reality, sits this singular tree.  Some claim that it is the god of the earth, offering his love to the goddess of the sky, reaching as close to her as he can to give her this beauty.  It is said that any couple who face the hardships to reach Lasin's divide together are destined for eternal love, and the blessings of both Land and Sky.

The Heart of Calrex was an anomaly when it was discovered eons ago.  Today, it is a well researched anomaly.  A beam of aether piercing through the earth and the sky, it is unknown if its beating 'heart' in the middle is the source of the aether, or a meeting point between two others.  What is known is that the ambient mana that it releases into the air allows for wizards and sorcerers to cast spells far beyond their measure.  Spells that normally require constant maintenance can sustain themselves.  The College of Dythir was constructed around The Heart of Calrex, suspended upon the very mana that coalesces around it.  The College serves as the leading source of magical research, but also the hub for military in the Kingdom of Antir.  Peace reigns across the land, as nobody wish to upset the mages of the College.

Ah, Varisen's cube.  A curious device, if one can call it that. First discovered, not created, I must clarify, by Grand Magus Varisen.  Its nature seems to be that of infinite.  Roughly 6 inches on all sides, when one peers through the cube, they can peer through one of the pinpricks in the dead center of any of its faces.  But be wary of careful of where and how you look.  You will see through it much like a telescope, except through another time.  How long?  Future or past?  That is uncertain.  The cube rarely likes to remain in place for long, but what research we have managed to accomplish suggests that which face, and the angle that the cube is peered through are all factors.  Once you take your eye away from it, even if it has been tilted a fraction of an inch, looking through could reveal something weeks, months, centuries, or nanoseconds instead.

 There is a place at the other end of the ocean where Death sleeps.  Not a location where it is dangerous, but it is where Death resides when he is not claiming souls.  Little is known about this area, as it appears as though Death is more or less a little bit private.  Any who venture too close to the domain of the reaper may very well find his skeletal fingers reaching from the skies to pluck you from the material plain, and at that point... well, there is no coming back from the literal clutches of death.

This is mostly a hope, for the record.  We HOPE that this skeletal claw reaching from the sky to grab man and ship is death himself.  An entity that is neither good, nor evil, simply doing its job with a preference for privacy.  We HOPE this is not a malevolent entity that has simply been too lazy to seek its meals out.

If you get lost on ship, be wary for when the clouds turn yellow as sulfur, and wary further of dark shadows that may move behind them.

 

A weapon as painful as it is cruel.  The personal weapon of punishment by the Archdemon Enddtodru.  It is said that each vertebra was extracted from a spine of a different sinner who sold their soul to him.  Those few who remain alive, who have been flogged by the Whip of Enddtodru claim that along the lash mark, was every ounce of pain they had ever experienced in their life, relived all at once.

The whip has been contained in the Cathedral of Saint Maridiath, but that hasn't stopped thieves from attempting to claim it as a prize of their own.  The good news, if you can call it that, is the whip knows its rightful owner, and any who attempt to wield it for their own... Well...  The whip has been seen coming alive, and strangling whoever grabbed the handle.  The whip also was counted with one additional vertebrae after that.