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Dabbeth's Roostcanon
landmarkA wash-cave under the Unhushed Tower where the hermit Old Dabbeth lives — smoke, a strung line of scavenged bone-and-brass chimes that clatter warning off the Tower's draft, and forty years of listening at its door.
Gull's Watchcanon
landmarkA leaning Imperial beacon-tower over the Tidewrack narrows where the Mirrenmere drains to the open Pacific, now a Silt Hands signal-tower.
Hessa's Reekcanon
landmarkA smoke-stained fissure above the Frostmaw where the Rime-Skinners cure pelts and render frost-glands — the stench carries downwind and warns the wise off the den.
Skerrow Neckcanon
landmarkThe headland where the Northern Rampart's strike-line runs out of mainland and dives under the sea: the last dry stone before the skerry-chain crossing west to the Farshield.
Sorrel's Gladecanon
landmarkA glade off the Hollowing Oak's path where Sorrel stands rooting, bark climbing her like a slow tide — the living proof of where the Rootbound road ends.
Stocktarn Shorecanon
landmarkThe reed-ringed upland tarn at the heart of the largest hollow — watering-troughs, a sunken bell-tower's tip breaking the surface, serene by day and the place the Drown lies under.
The Ancestor-Poles of the Far Grazecanon
landmarkA dense forest of carved bone-white poles on the open ash, marking a graze the Bonesung have buried their dead at for generations.
The Black Scarcanon
landmarkA vast burn-break where last summer's fire took the whole rib-slope — black charcoal brush, bare ash, and the new green coming up between.
The Brazen Watchercanon
landmarkA single toppled Vallen Sentinel lying full-length across a terrace below the seat — dead or dormant, weather-greened, the size of a cottage — used by runners as a windbreak and meeting-stone.
The Brine Springcanon
landmarkA hot freshwater spring bubbling up through the salt on a low island — the only sweet water in the drowned country, so every traveller and every predator knows it.
The Causeway Restcanon
landmarkA Slack-Tide pilot's shack and fire on the last island before the south shore — the save-your-skin waypoint where the Sunken Stair Road makes its final crossing.
The Charm-Cordscanon
landmarkThe fog-bound Mistways gorge where the Greenwake hang knotted charm-cords across the path so a traveller can feel the way they cannot see — the Greatwood's main door from the Vale.
The Cold Ford Stonescanon
landmarkA cairn-line marking the safe shallows beside the Karth Bridge timber span — read them right and you cross; read them wrong and the river takes you.
The Crookbridgecanon
landmarkThe worn stock-bridge over the Sered Cleave near the Keep — the only easy crossing of the gorge, a chokepoint on the road, and where the Broken Lances would cut the supply line if they turned.
The Drover's Bonescanon
landmarkA dry wash full of the bleached skeletons of a whole loper-herd and its drovers, unburied by Bonesung order since the Ash Famine as a warning.
The Drovers' Springcanon
landmarkThe failing seep that feeds Dustmere Hollow, ringed by the only real green for miles — ashen loper water here at dawn, and the spring runs lower each season.
The Drowned Bellcanon
landmarkAn Imperial harbor-bell that fell into the shallows when its tower went; at dead-low slack its lip breaks the surface and the swell rings it, slow and cold — the drowned faithful answer it.
The Drowned Lancescanon
landmarkA frozen-bog stretch where a Marrow Lances escort went under the mud in a bad winter — the spear-shafts still stand in the ice and wights walk after dark.
The Drowned Lord-Stag's Bonescanon
landmarkThe salt-cured skeleton of a great stag on the southern edge of the flats — it smelled the water it could never reach and died walking toward it.
The Emberthronecanon
landmarkA living fire-mountain in the south-east wilds — a lava lake burning in its crater crown, ash on every wind.
The Falls of Stilled Watercanon
landmarkA hanging meltwater falls on the eastern wall of the Foothills, frozen mid-pour half the year into a blue-white curtain; frost-lichen thick on the ice, and a runner's cache rumoured behind it.
The Farglass Shouldercanon
landmarkA rock shoulder above the Highbridge road where the ground climbs just enough to clear the tree-line — the one place on the corridor where a field-glass earns its price, and the reason half the spyglasses sold in Highbridge get bought.
The First Sleepercanon
landmarkThe skeleton of a colossus half-sunk in the high-desert pan east of the Vale — a man stands no taller than its pinkie finger; you can walk into the cup of its skull. The Korl name it their first ancestor.
The Frozen Waystonecanon
landmarkAn old Vallen Imperium milestone iced over above the snowline, marking a road that no longer goes anywhere.
The Glass Washcanon
landmarkA dry wash floored with wind-polished mesartone that rings underfoot — a sand-lurker ambush ground where the wash meets the Hollow Cut and the wind is loudest.
The Glasswrack Scarpcanon
landmarkThe Silkstrand's one inland scarp, a wall of heat-fused sand-glass rising out of the salt flats behind Farroad Waystead. Caravans have always gone around it. A splinter of the Reshi Marauders has gone to ground inside it instead.
The Hermit's Roostcanon
landmarkA mesa-top ledge where a half-mad Finder lives off cliff-stalker meat and barrow-rumor — the only outlander who survives the wastes by knowing them.
The Hermit's Roostcanon
landmarkA wind-blasted crag-ledge with a single dry cell cut into the rock, the hiding place where the Cantor Who Wouldn't Seal first hid before the Meltwardens found him — his half-carved closing-wards still on the walls, abandoned in a hurry.
The Hollowing Oakcanon
landmarkA vast hollow ancestor-tree in the Greatwood, older than the Imperium, where the tribes hang their bone-charms.
The Korl Trail-Stonescanon
landmarkMan-tall standing stones the Korl raised along the only sane line across the upper snowfield, older than the Imperium, carved in a script the Stoneborn read and settled men cannot.
The Last Banner Stonecanon
landmarkA lone standing stone on the highest grass bench where House Vandahl's first lord planted his banner — the iron socket is still there, rusted, and the view from it shows the whole Vale and the smoke of Valenfeld.
The Last Columncanon
landmarkThe one fluted bronze pillar still standing in the Leaning Columns field, canted hard to the east, warmer to the touch than any other on a north wind — runners navigate the maze of fallen stone by it.
The Last Good Wellcanon
landmarkA deep imperial well that still runs sweet in a rib-notch, ringed by the scratched marks of everyone who found it and lived.
The Last Hour Gladecanon
landmarkSacred ground where Greenwake wardens come to give their final walk to the wood; sometimes the wood gives an amber answer back as a seed of crystallized hour.
The Last Waystonecanon
landmarkThe final House Vandahl milestone where the silver road dies and the banners stop meaning anything.
The Lava Shorecanon
landmarkA low black-rock shelf where old lava flows meet salt water in permanent boiling fog — scorched shades are thickest here, where something came out of the sea during the Sundering and did not go back.
The Legion's Milecanon
landmarkThe straight, cut stretch of old Imperial road below the Imperial Reach, where the paving survives — the only place in the Crags you can see a horizon unbroken by mesa, and the wind runs the whole length of it singing.
The Lightning Snagcanon
landmarkA colossal dead redwood split white by a lightning strike, visible above the Greatwood canopy from the ridge-tops — the one reliable bearing-mark in a place that hides the sky.
The Picked Wreckscanon
landmarkA graveyard of beached and broken hulls in the western shallows below the Cove, where the sea delivers what the law forbids and the Tide-Pickers strip what washes in.
The Quiet Stonecanon
landmarkA moss-furred standing stone in a deep Greatwood hollow where the woods go oddly, unnaturally still — pilgrims and Rootbound sit in the quiet, and no one can say why it settles here and nowhere else.
The Reclaimed Milestonecanon
landmarkA Vallen Imperium waystone on the old graded line below the foothills, half-swallowed by pine duff, its carved distances pointing down a road the forest took back.
The Relief-Column Fieldcanon
landmarkA frozen battlefield on the saddle below the Sunderfront Galleries — the Imperium relief column that marched for Caer Vallen when the Sundering broke, caught in the open and frozen where it fell, banners still standing in the ice.
The Salt-Pan Shrinecanon
landmarkA sun-cracked roadside shrine on the white salt flats where drovers left offerings against the heat-thirst.
The Sheepwright Cairnscanon
landmarkA scatter of small grave-cairns on the commons above Hollowfold where the shepherds lay their honest dead — a deliberate refusal of Vandahl's ranked crypts, blessed by the Mourners of the Hush.
The Slack-Tide Stonescanon
landmarkA ring of pre-Sundering standing stones on a mudflat, exposed only at the lowest tide; the Kneeling Drowned read the water's moods here in the salt-marks the tide leaves behind.
The Spanstonecanon
landmarkThe single stone span crossing the Marrowgorge — an Imperium bridge-foot the Stoneborn shored up — where House Vandahl's token garrison keeps a winter toll-post, and every Vale-traveller must cross to reach the column-fields.
The Speaking Pinescanon
landmarkA stand of frost-silvered dead snags on a saddle where the dusk wind makes the same speaking sound as Windcut Pass far above — the tribes will not cross this ground after dark.
The Speaking Stonescanon
landmarkA natural wind-organ — frost-split rock pillars on the exposed shoulder below the pass that the dusk wind plays into the 'speaking' that names the region's dread.
The Standing Mastcanon
landmarkA drowned galleon's mast breaking the water mid-mere — a navigation mark the smugglers steer by and a Brine Wight haunts; its hull is a tide-trap of old cargo.
The Standing Miragecanon
landmarkA ring of wind-polished standing stones on a rib that the heat-shimmer makes walk — at midday they seem to advance and recede across the pan, a famous navigation-killer.
The Sunbleached Markercanon
landmarkA lone Imperium boundary-pillar half-swallowed by a drift, marking the old eastern edge of the Vallen Imperium — if you can read the pillar, the Hollow Mesa vault is a short, hidden walk behind it.
The Sundering Scarcanon
landmarkThe raw fault-line of the Marrowgorge head where the Sundering's crack first opened the ground — the rock is glassy and still faintly warm four hundred years on, a pilgrimage-point for the Listening College and the Ashen Temple both.
The Sunken Stair Roadcanon
landmarkThe old Imperium road that drowns and surfaces island to island across the Mirrenmere — the mere's only dry thread at the slack tide, gone at the flood.
The Swallowing Pool's Eyecanon
landmarkThe surface bowl above the Karth Deep where the river makes its last open turn before going black underground — a perfectly still meltwater eye ringed by Meltwarden warding-cairns and cold-blue witch-lights.
The Tide-Stairscanon
landmarkThe pink-stone stair the Hessk cut into the Mirrenmere cape when Sresh-Dar still sheltered in the shallows below it — left standing, half-drowned at the flood, now squatted by Kavi Gold-Eye's Reshi Marauders as their Dust Camp.
The Tide-Stonescanon
landmarkA ring of pre-Imperial standing stones on the south headland, carved with the marks of the high and low waters and a drowned-rite the Ashen Temple abhors — Hessk pilgrims still leave salt here.
The Unmade Cairnscanon
landmarkA road-mile of barrow-cairns the tribes left bare — no ancestor-poles, no names. Walking it is the moment the country tells you what it is.
The Vale Rimcanon
landmarkThe near-unbroken wall of steep wooded ridge that encloses the Vale of Vallen, pierced by only three known ways.
The Waking Cairncanon
landmarkA traveler's cairn on the Valenfeld–Highbridge road, grown waist-high on four centuries of passing hands adding a stone. The one shrine on the corridor nobody had to build.
The Wall of Namescanon
landmarkA long dry-stone field wall along the castle footpath where generations of dead shepherds had their names scratched into the coping-stones — the oldest still feel faintly warm under your hand.
The Weeping Stonescanon
landmarkA ring of wind-cut standing stones above the Weeping Vault, each beaded with the same warm metal-tasting water — the Bonesung read them as the Vault's outer seal and will not touch them.
The Whistling Narrowscanon
landmarkA slot canyon between two mesas where the wind makes a low chord at dusk — ordinary rock, ordinary wind, but the Asheni have their own story for why it never stops.
The Wind-Cut Passcanon
landmarkA cairn-marked saddle between two peaks — the one foot-crossing of the Northern Rampart, where the wind is said to speak at dusk. The Korl toll-hold that once guarded it is a garrison ruin now; the High Moot keeps its true seat back home on the Rimeward at Windcut Hold.
The Wreck-Reefcanon
landmarkThe line of standing rock across the narrows where the ebb has wrecked hulls for centuries — a graveyard of ribs and rotted masts the Silt Hands pick over.
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Hallie's Forgecanon
structureThe busiest working forge in the Kilns — ploughshares in spring, pitons and blades the rest of the year, and one long-running argument with every customer about what a fair price actually is.
Marrek's Roostcanon
structureOld Marrek the Wallwright's hut wedged into a crag-nose above Hollowfold — walls he has mended into a one-man warren over forty years of not being paid properly.
Morel's Holdcanon
structureThe Gaunt Ledger's Underbridge debt-hold — a narrow, immaculately-kept counting-room where the Lean Years' loans come due, and the one clerk in the building who still flinches when they do.
Nashari's Taproomcanon
structureValenfeld's one warm room, Nashari's hearth, her beds, and her bread, and the whole town's evening in one low-ceilinged hall.
Saltwidow's Roostcanon
structureA wreckers' hermit-perch on the north headland, a roost built from one wrecked hull, where an old wreck-picker reads the tide and the fog and sells what she knows.
Sela's Stallcanon
structureA waterside plank stall under the Underbridge pilings where a Hessk diver sells what the flooded understructure gives up — deep-lungs, salvage, and the occasional true thing nobody upstairs would believe.
Tallow and Nailcanon
structureValenfeld's general store — rope, nails, lamp oil, salt, thread, and Tobb Fallwick behind the counter with a tally-stick memory better than any ledger.
The Copy Roomcanon
structureA cramped Far College annex off the Guildrows where salvaged Imperium texts get copied twice before anyone's allowed to read the original — and where one copyist keeps finding things in the margins she isn't supposed to find.
The Counting-Floorcanon
structureThe Gaunt Ledger's daylight face at the Span — a long counting-hall under the bridge's first arch where the syndicate's factors weigh cargo, price salvage, and lend against everything that crosses. Factor Vess prices the whole Vale here by day; the debts she writes are collected, by night, downstairs in the Underbridge, and both halves are one book.
The Crossing-Hallcanon
structureThe seat of Highbridge's government on the High Terrace — the reeve's chair and the trade-moot's benches, where the free city rules itself. The old Vandahl dais is still under the floorboards, and the High Reeve's chair is bolted down directly on top of it.
The Deepvein Galleriescanon
structureHouse Deepvein's worked galleries, now cut under the Farshield's shield-wall: the deepest bronze and resonite veins the Stonewright Moot has ever ruled legal to quarry. The clan's old workings back in the Northern Reach are the Old Galleries, a delve now.
The Emberlow Farmsteadcanon
structureA half-day north of Valenfeld: the Oakhollow family's old holding, abandoned two Lean Years back when the well ran dry, and denned this season by a wolf pack nobody in town knows about yet.
The Farroad Charter-Housecanon
structureHouse Farroad's Highbridge trading post, wedged into the Span's caravan yard, where the house's Vale accounts and its road-debt ledger against the Wheelmoot's caravan-law are kept.
The Hermit's Ribcanon
structureA sun-mad anchorite's roost dug into the north face of a rock-rib — one cell, a water-jar, a wall scratched dense with a heat-driven cosmology no one else can read.
The High Roomcanon
structureThe Wrights' Heirs' seat in the Guildrows — the locked upper floor above the Far College's reading-hall, where the College's ambitious inner ring keeps the workings it judges too useful to leave dead on a shelf. Adept Maren argues, one flight up, that the old power should be made to work rather than merely catalogued; the College's Censors lose that argument at every vote.
The Hush-Housecanon
structureThe Mourners' chapter in the Underbridge — a narrow terraced house hung with quieting bells where the order keeps the city's burial rolls, takes commissions for closings, and lends bellbearers to funerals up and down the gorge. The busiest and quietest house in the poorest quarter, because the Lean Years bury more people than they feed.
The Lame Oxcanon
structureThe Underbridge's dockside taproom, named for the beast that dropped dead hauling barge-cargo up its front step and got carved into the doorframe as a joke that stuck — where salvors, divers and debt-holders drink off the day at the one table in the quarter nobody can repossess.
The Last Keeper's Roostcanon
structureSumeh the Tideless's lean-to on a south-cove fin, where she keeps her skiff and her vigil between rows out to warn travellers of the Temple's coming boats.
The Last Lampcanon
structureA single-room stone waystation crouched just below the Wind-Cut Pass, kept by the Vigil, where a lamp lit by Dame Ysolt Farewatch's own hand has not gone out in thirty years and any traveler who must cross the pass can shelter, eat, and be sent on with a blessing, no tithe asked.
The Listening-Postcanon
structureThe Listening College's reading-hall on Highbridge's guild square — the arcane door into the relic war, kept where every road's noise passes.
The Long Oddscanon
structureThe Arena's betting-floor — a raked gallery of chalk-boards and cash-boxes where the Marrow Lances' coin, the crowd's coin, and one very calm oddsman's coin all change hands on the same afternoon.
The Long-Water Shrinecanon
structureA waterline shrine to the Lady of the Long Water in the Underbridge — half temple, half diving-station, where the Hessk divers who recover the Vellen's drowned keep their long ropes, their held breath, and the still green lamp that asks the Lady to give a body back.
The Marrowhallcanon
structureThe Marrow Lances' chapter-house above Highbridge — a fortified war-hall, muster-yard, and the one neutral ground every Vale power has had to walk into.
The Marrowringcanon
structureHighbridge's fighting ring, run by the Marrow Lances — a full circle of buttressed grey stone around open sand, where coin buys a bout, the crowd pays fame back in titles, and nobody has to die.
The Quiet Doorcanon
structureThe Finders' unmarked front on a wet lower lane of the Underbridge — the stealth door into the relic war, a waterside fence-cellar with its own water-door onto the Vellen, where a relic-thief learns what crosses the bridge before it crosses.
The Scale and Scrapcanon
structureThe Kilns' Old Work weighing-yard, where broken temple-bronze comes in by the sackful and goes out again as either coin, forge-stock, or — rarely, quietly — a real find worth more than the whole yard.
The Sealed Reliquarycanon
structureThe Choir's chapter-house and vault in Valenfeld, where unclosed dead are sung to rest under stone — bright, austere, and very locked.
The Sowers' Restcanon
structureA wayside taproom-and-byre on the Highbridge road, kept by a widower who compost-tithes to Old Harrow behind the kitchen and swears the milk on the sill is just good sense, not the Good Neighbor's due.
The Span Chantrycanon
structureThe Sealed Choir's working relief-house at the crossing — chantry, granary and sickhouse in one, where the Choir feeds the crossing's poor, tends its sick, and drills its binding-choirs. The humble labouring arm of the faith whose grand cathedral, the Wright's Chantry, crowns the terrace above.
The Still Roomcanon
structureThe Stillwater Order's cloister in the Underbridge — one bare room by the well-court, a mat, a water bowl, and whichever Wandering Cup is passing through. They teach breath and stance and wanting less at dawn, take no fee, and the poorest quarter in the Vale keeps coming back to be taught how to need nothing.
The Stillwatercanon
structureThe Stillwater Order's monastery beside a cold, mirror-flat tarn near the Karth — so quiet the grief for a dead god seems, for once, almost to lift.
The Stonebenchcanon
structureThe Stonewright Moot's chartered house on Charterhouse Row: a squat, over-built hall of galleries-cut stone where a seated factor licenses masons and prices resonite before it ever reaches the Kilns market, distinct from Hesk Durrow's Old Work scale at the Kilns, which handles the day's scrap rather than the Moot's law.
The Tidewardcanon
structureThe Keepers of the Deep's unlicensed trade office in the Underbridge, kept by long custom rather than any Moot charter: a low, salt-stained hall built half below street level, staffed by a patient Hessk clerk who deals on the tide's schedule rather than the clock's, and settles by weight and coin what the Long-Water Shrine's divers recover down in the same quarter.
The Wake-Lodgecanon
structureThe Greenwake's edge-of-city grove-hall at the east gate, on the working rim of the Kilns — a timber lodge of wardens, hides and posted bounties where the wild's business enters the capital. The one seat in Highbridge the Greenwake keeps, because the wild is not a thing the wild-folk bring indoors.
The Waybread Hearthcanon
structureA wayfarers' rest house at the Span's near end, kept by the Grey Walker's cairn-keeper for anyone stuck waiting on the toll queue, a broken axle, or bad weather over the gorge.
The Windcut Housecanon
structureThe High Moot's chartered house on Charterhouse Row: a low, snow-shedding hall of grey stone and undressed timber where a rotating Korl factor keeps the fjord-crossing tolls current, bonds guides for the Wind-Cut Pass, and reminds every outlander that the real Windcut is a fjord-hold on the Rimeward, a great deal colder and a great deal further than this room.
The Wright's Chantrycanon
structureThe great chantry to Vallen the Wright on the High Terrace — Highbridge's dead-god cathedral, kept by the Sealed Choir, where the bells set the hours, the oaths of the whole Vale are sworn and filed, and the funerals of the great are sung to a maker four hundred years past hearing.
The Writ-Housecanon
structureThe Hollow Writ's magistracy on the High Terrace — a stern stone house where a dead empire still keeps office hours, stamping tolls, hearing grievances and filing conscription rolls no living authority can countersign. Magistrate Ferrane stamps it all with a live conscience; a quieter room behind hers is where the Writ reads who comes to complain.
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Aelvyrenncanon
zone-regionThe Hanging Choir's floating capital, hanging over the Rampart Foothills and reached from Highbridge by the Vermillion zeppelin line — the Vyr homeland's one safe door into the sky layer.
Ashwake Hearthholdcanon
zone-regionHouse Ashwake's seat, carved as its own safe enclave from the edge of the deadliest surface country in the Vale-side world — the hearth holds the line the Emberwaste's ash cannot cross.
Deepvein Galleriescanon
zone-regionHouse Deepvein's gallery-seat, the Stoneborn capital enclave carved from the edge of the Farshield — reached by the Granite zeppelin line out of Highbridge via Gallowgate Quay.
Farroad Waysteadcanon
zone-regionHouse Farroad's waystead, the Reshi capital enclave moved home to the Silkstrand — reached from Highbridge by the Azure line or the pole-ferry down from the Last Waystead.
Highbridgecanon
zone-regionThe gorge-city zone carved from the central span, one edge from every faction hub in the world — the Vellen's crossing point and the graph's center of gravity.
Sresh-Darcanon
zone-regionThe Keepers of the Deep's free port on the Longwater strait floor, reached by dive, pressure-harbor, and the Azure zeppelin line — the Hessk undersea capital, guarded jealously against every crown that's tried to license its salvage-rights.
The Ashen Wastescanon
zone-regionThe dry ash-desert east of the Vale through the Ashen Gap, home to the Bonesung Camp's nomads and the sealed ruins the Ashen Temple would rather no one dug up.
The Cinderroot Hollowscanon
zone-regionThe ash-sealed dark beneath the Emberwaste, where the Cinder Quorum's grave-breakers dig the barrows the nomads refuse to touch — Forbidden-tier, a hollow furnace under an already-deadly surface country.
The Cloudgrave Reachescanon
zone-regionThe outermost, unscheduled ring of isles, named for the Cloud Grave of Bells — a ruin-isle whose broken chime-towers are said to still ring when nothing living touches them.
The Cloudmarch Shelvescanon
zone-regionThe nearest ring of floating shelves beyond Aelvyrenn's wards, still close enough that the Hanging Choir's writ carries and the Amber line's schedule reaches.
The Eastern Cragscanon
zone-regionHigh-desert barrow country past the Vale's eastern ring, anchored on the existing Eastern Crags region entity and Dustmere Hollow's waystop.
The Emberwastecanon
zone-regionThe Emberwaste's full volcanic breadth, anchored on the existing region entity, past Ashwake Hearthhold's one safe threshold.
The Farshieldcanon
zone-regionThe Farshield continent's own deep interior, anchored on the existing region entity — a deliberate dead end past the Gallery Downs.
The Frostcrowncanon
zone-regionA single snow-giant peak standing alone in open water, the Korl's highest grave in the world — anchored on the existing Frostcrown region entity and the sealed Skycairn at its true summit.
The Gallery Downscanon
zone-regionGrassland cut through with quarry scars and old columns, worked by the Coldhand Pans clan digging foundation-stone and temple-bronze out from under Deepvein's writ.
The Greatwoodcanon
zone-regionThe Greenwake's forest, one edge west of the Vale by the Vellen Gorge — old-growth country where druids, rangers, and beast-hunters keep an uneasy truce with the wild things the wood has started keeping too well.
The High Holdscanon
zone-regionThe sheer alpine interior of the Rimeward, past the coast and the capital both — where the Frostmaw Brood dens in the oldest and largest passes.
The Longroad Dunescanon
zone-regionThe deep desert past the Silkstrand, where caravan roads run thin and the Reshi Marauders — road-reavers turned against their own people — strike from the dunes and are gone before the dust settles.
The Longwatercanon
zone-regionThe strait crossing zone anchored on the existing Longwater region entity — the water itself is the danger, carrying the dive edge down to Sresh-Dar.
The Mirrenmerecanon
zone-regionA tropical free-port archipelago around Siltmouth and the Driftmarket, where the Gaunt Ledger's coin and the Free Finders' skimmed relics move faster than any single law.
The Northern Rampartcanon
zone-regionThe alpine spine north of the Reach, cut by the ruined Windcut Pass and undercut by the Stonewright Moot's deep galleries — the main continent's authored difficulty ceiling.
The Northern Reachcanon
zone-regionThe boreal country north of the Vale Rim, reached through the North Stair — the first ring outward, and the first zone where the tier climb off the Vale's safety becomes real.
The Orrery Driftcanon
zone-regionThe mid-distance drift of isles beyond the Cloudmarch Shelves, named for the Severed Orrery — a shattered star-model said to still turn, alone, over one of its groves.
The Rampart Foothillscanon
zone-regionBoreal foothill country below the Rampart proper, where Greywater Hollow keeps the last settled ground before the climb — and where the sky-Vyr of Aelvyrenn hang visible, judging, and out of reach.
The Rimehollow Deepcanon
zone-regionThe deep-quarry dark beneath the Northern Rampart's alpine spine, cut open by the Coldhand Pans clan working without any house's protection — Forbidden-tier by the Rampart's own height plus the underdark's depth.
The Rimeward Coastcanon
zone-regionThe fjord-cut boreal shore beyond Windcut Hold's walls, where the High Moot's claim thins to a name and the Korl Warband's raiders reckon any unwalled holding fair plunder.
The Sered Spurcanon
zone-regionHouse Vandahl's crag-country zone, one graph edge from Highbridge, anchored on the existing Sered Spur region entity and its castle seat.
The Silkstrandcanon
zone-regionThe Silkstrand continent's working coast, anchored on the existing region entity, past Farroad Waystead's kept caravan roads.
The Southern Flatscanon
zone-regionSun-cracked chaparral flats south of the Vale ring, worked by salt-caravans out of Saltreach Spring and picked over by the smugglers and mercenary drop-outs who ride the same roads.
The Sunkroot Warrenscanon
zone-regionA wild root-cave network in the dark beneath the Vale, upstream of Vel-Sathra's tamed terraces along the same Rootwater — no moot governs it, and the Kneeling Drowned keep company with worse things here.
The Tidewrack Narrowscanon
zone-regionThe narrow drowned coast west of the Mirrenmere, watched over by Gull's Watch and worked twice daily by the Tide Pickers racing the tide into the sunken Tidewrack shrine.
The Valecanon
zone-regionThe sheltered basin around Vallenfeld and the Eastern Hills, walled by the Vale Rim and pierced by three named passes (the Vellen Gorge, the North Stair, the Ashen Gap) — the world's first zone and its safest surface ground.
Vel-Sathracanon
zone-regionThe one authored underworld settlement, anchored on the existing Vel-Sathra city entity — hung under the Vale, tier'd below the wild underdark zones around it because it is governed, lit, and defended.
Windcut Holdcanon
zone-regionThe High Moot's fjord-pass seat above the Rimeward's landing, reached from Highbridge by the Rime zeppelin line — the Korl homeland's one safe door.
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Ashfall Towncanon
settlementA dozen ash-brick buildings at the end of the old Imperium road, permanently hazed by the Emberthrone — the only inhabited settlement in the waste.
Ashwake Hearthholdcanon
settlementHouse Ashwake's seat in the Ashen Wastes — a low, thick-walled hearthhold built around a bank of fires that have not gone cold in three generations.
Charterhouse Rowcanon
settlementThe newest quarter in Highbridge: a stepped row of licensed embassies below the Guildrows where every great power beyond the Vale keeps, or pointedly refuses, a chartered house under the Moot's Charter. The low-danger doorway outward. A newcomer's first task at the Windcut House or the Stonebench is a bench-length walk from the Crossing-Hall, and the homeland capital it eventually points toward is a continent away.
Dustmere Hollowcanon
settlementA sheltered green hollow where a failing spring crosses the barrow road — the one liveable fold in the Eastern Crags and the last place that sells water before the delves.
Gallowgate Quaycanon
settlementThe Stoneborn port at the Farshield's isthmus waist, where the shield-wall pinches narrow between two seas. The dressed-stone harbor the Stonewright Moot ships worked stone and iron out of.
Greywater Hollowcanon
settlementA tiny Stoneborn quarry-steading folded behind the eastern ridge in the Hollow Vale — three slab-roofed stone houses, a forge, and a cold black tarn — the only hearth and roof in the Rampart Foothills.
Hollowfoldcanon
settlementThe only living settlement on the Sered Spur — a small grazing-village of dry-stone steadings huddled in the largest sheltered hollow below Vandahl Keep, threadbare and proud, paying tithe-silver the house can barely protect them for.
Longwater Restcanon
settlementThe Reshi port on the Silkstrand's harbor bay, on the Longwater's south shore. Where the ferry from Siltmouth puts in and where the dry road down to Sresh-Dar's pressure-harbor begins.
Oswin's Furrowcanon
settlementThe smallholding west of the Highbridge span where Oswin's plough turned up an Imperium ring-seal — and where a Highbridge scholar and a Highbridge scrap-buyer have been quietly outbidding each other for it ever since, with Oswin caught in the middle wondering if honesty was worth the trouble.
Rimeholt Landingcanon
settlementThe Korl port on the Rimeward's south-west shore, facing the Frostcrown across the water. Where the burial boats and the trade boats put in, and where the Rime crossing from the mainland makes landfall.
Saltreach Springcanon
settlementThe only standing settlement in the Southern Flats — a handful of mud-and-rib-stone houses hidden in a sheltered hollow around the region's one living spring.
Siltmouthcanon
settlementA reed-and-plank fishing village on stilts where the Vellen spends itself into the Mirrenmere, quietly in the Silt Hands' pocket.
Tanwick's Croftcanon
settlementA farmstead at the edge of Valenfeld's belt, split clean down the middle of the house and the fields by a chalk line neither Tanwick sibling will be the one to rub out — the corridor's standing joke about how not to settle an inheritance.
The Arenacanon
settlementThe games quarter on the upper terrace, built around the Marrowring — the fighting-ring, the pits the fighters call the Bloodworks, and the betting-floor that ruins everyone the sand spares. Nobody dies in the ring; the debt does the killing.
The Bonesung Campcanon
settlementA shifting Asheni camp out on the open ash, hide-tents and ancestor-poles.
The Driftmarketcanon
settlementA hidden black-market under the Siltmouth wharves where the Gaunt Ledger fences Old Work, relics, and worse — bright, busy, and quietly armed.
The Farroad Waysteadcanon
settlementHouse Farroad's caravan-gate, now on the Silkstrand shore where the far road actually begins: the one waystead on the old routes that never once closed, even the season the Marauders turned. Its old mainland hold on the southern flats is the Last Waystead.
The Guildrowscanon
settlementThe terraced middle of Highbridge, where every guild in the Vale keeps a door within shouting distance of every rival's — the Far College's reading-hall, the Marrow Lances' company-house, the trade benches, and a street plan deliberately built so no two enemies share a wall.
The High Terracecanon
settlementThe top step of Highbridge — the broad shelf of dressed grey stone where the free city keeps up the pretence of being a state. The Crossing-Hall and its moot, the great chantry to Vallen the Wright, the pale envoy's house, and the best air in the gorge; also the quiet knowledge that all of it stands on a claim House Vandahl could wake with a single march.
The Kilnscanon
settlementThe craft and industrial quarter on the city's eastern working edge — smelters, forges, the Old Work market where salvaged temple-bronze is weighed and worked, and the salvor culture that lives off a dead empire's scrap. The air is green with kiln-smoke and the salvors cough green with it.
The Last Waysteadcanon
settlementThe milestone hamlet on the southern flats where the old Farroad Waystead stood before House Farroad moved its caravan-gate down to the Silkstrand. A few walls, a deep well, and the mile-stone that marks where the road once thought it ended.
The Spancanon
settlementThe great three-arched bridge the city is named for, and the roaring throat of quarter that grew around it — the toll-chain, the caravan yard, the crossing every road in the Vale must pay to use. Also the place the street-prophets stand, because the whole world walks past the toll-queue eventually.
The Underbridgecanon
settlementThe waterside lower quarter, beneath the arches where the terraces run out — debt, smuggling, and the drowned. The Ledger's night-holds, the Finders' unmarked door, the Long-Water shrine and its Hessk divers, the Mourners' rolls and the Stillwater cloister all crowd the wet lower streets where the mist never lifts.
The Vallen Roadscanon
settlementA sheltered roadstead on the Vallenmark's north-east shore below the Caer Vallen reach — the mainland gate of the Rimeward crossing, where the Korl dead-ships and the living ferries ride at anchor waiting on the Frostcrown's weather.
Windcut Holdcanon
settlementThe High Moot's true seat, high in a fjord-pass above Rimeholt Landing on the Rimeward: the hold that took the name Windcut with it when the Moot drew back over the water from the old toll-hold on the mainland Rampart.
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Crowsnow Hollowcanon
caveA wind-scoured tundra cave below the snowline — the one reliable shelter on the long climb between the pass and the Deep, contested between a Frost Shrike rookery above and a Rime Stalker's lair below.
Reedmother's Sinkcanon
caveA canopy sinkhole in the reed delta where the reeds drink — a green flooded shaft dropping into a warm underground pool, sacred to the delta-folk and dumping-ground both.
The Cinder Throatcanon
caveA lava-tube cave on the Cinder Reach seam, breathing warm sulphur air — an emberback hatchery above and the Cinder Quorum's smelter for melting down barrow-metal below.
The Cinderwellcanon
caveA heat-vent fissure in a burn-break where a seam of old peat-and-resin under the chaparral has smouldered for years — warm to the hand, the air bad.
The Coldhum Deepcanon
caveA meltwater cavern the Stoneborn Coldhand Pans opened into a buried Imperium colonnade — half natural ice-throat, half drowned bronze-vaulted hall, fungus-lit, with one working still pulsing warm underwater.
The Cullholdcanon
caveA dry ridge-cave the Cullers use as a kill-house and cache — hides curing, clean arrows in score, and a wall of echo-beast skulls, the freshest still half-crowned with crystal.
The Frostmawcanon
caveAn ice-throat cave off the Karth ford where rime-stalkers den in the cold dark.
The Gull-Throat Cavescanon
caveSea-cut tide-caves honeycombing the rock under Gull's Watch, flooding at the make — the Silt Hands cache contraband in the dry upper galleries above the tide-mark.
The Hollow Cutcanon
caveA dry wash that runs under a mesa into a wind-throated cave system; the wind sings through it the way it sings over the Unhushed Tower, and the Cinder Quorum stages out of its mouth before a dig.
The Loggers' Cutcanon
caveAn abandoned Gaunt Ledger logging adit driven into a Greatwood hill chasing iron and grave-silver, struck water and the wrong note, and left in a hurry — good steel still on the floor.
The Mangrove Mawcanon
caveA sea-cave under a Drook headland where the Silt Hands cache loads too deniable for the Cove — the back floods at high water and a Tide Gripper owns the mouth.
The Mistways Deepcanon
caveA flooded cave system off the Mistways gorge where the cold beck disappears underground, with Greenwake charm-cords strung through the first galleries and lost in the dark beyond.
The Net-Cavecanon
caveA shallow dune tide-cave the wreckers use to stash salvage and dry nets — the Narrows' starter delve, mostly dry, home to mudreavers and silt crabs.
The Rootbound Hollowcanon
caveA root-warren cave under the Hollowing Oak where the Rootbound give their dead to the living wood, with sap-caches in the deep.
The Scorched Ossuarycanon
caveA lava tube on the Emberthrone's east slope, walls fused smooth by the flow that made it — used as an Imperium road-crew cache, abandoned, now home to cinder-crawlers and a colony of obsidian toads.
The Skritch Deepcanon
caveThe reeking heart of the Skritch Warren — a goblin-cut cave network bone-floored and lamp-lit, with something older than the Gnash-King denning at the very bottom.
The Sunbonescanon
caveA wind-carved cave network in a wash-cut bluff, floored with the bones of loper-herds and the men who drove them to death in the Ash Famine.
The Sunk Granarycanon
caveA caved-in Imperium grain-cistern off the Highbridge road, its stone throat swallowed by a sinkhole two winters back — worked now for the bronze auger-heads still bolted inside, and short one salvager who went in after the best of them and hasn't come out to spend the coin.
The Sunken Cutcanon
caveA flooded valley-floor silver prospect a short walk southwest of town, driven and drowned by the prospector Alder Venn, played out and given over to ash-hounds and the Silt Hands' quieter business — now held by Venn's own granddaughter.
The Throat of the Pancanon
caveA flooded salt-cave under the centre of the white pan where a brine-sink swallowed a dry well — the one place the heat does not lie about water, because it is real and lethal.
The Throatfall Sinkcanon
caveA meltwater cave where a feeder stream drops into the rock below the gorge wall — flooded lower galleries haunted by cliff stalkers and a Rime-Skinner cache.
The Warm Cutcanon
caveA short ice-cave off the Frozen Waystone's reclaimed road where Dûrn Quarrymark stopped digging — because behind the ice the rock is warm, and the meltwater here doesn't freeze.
The Weeping Aditcanon
caveHouse Vandahl's flooded silver gallery south of Valenfeld, abandoned after the spring broke through an old muster pit and its dead companies stood up together.
The Weeping Boughscanon
caveA drowned sap-warren beneath a fallen redwood in the Greatwood's west, where the Sap-Drinkers' heresy has run furthest — chambers of half-rooted folk, lucid and slowing.
The Weeping Cleavecanon
caveA water-cut cave system opening off the gorge wall of the Sered Cleave, fungus-lit, ending in a flooded snowmelt gallery — and something in its depths has started taking the Silt Hands smugglers' lanterns.
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Marrowfold Cairncanon
barrowA pre-Vandahl chambered cairn behind the second ridge — older than the house, older than the cut stone of the catacombs that were sunk into it without ever reaching its bottom.
Pinefall Barrowcanon
barrowA low cut-stone barrow in the dense pinewood on the old Imperium line, half-excavated by relic-runners who stopped coming back.
The Ash-Sealed Barrowcanon
barrowAn ash-buried barrow the Bonesung shun and will not name, holding dead older than the Unclosed.
The Bronze Cairncanon
barrowThe Bronze Cairn — a robbed Imperium barrow the Deepclan Reavers have turned into a grave-bronze forge.
The Charm-Barrowcanon
barrowAn Asheni ancestor-barrow grown into a Greatwood ridge, half-swallowed by roots, where the tribes laid the dead the Oak would not take — and restless wights stir where the roots cracked the seals.
The Greenbarrowcanon
barrowThe one tomb the Mirrenmere's flood never reached — swallowed by canopy instead, vine-cracked cut stone strangled in root and fungus on the highest Drook ridge.
The Lance-Barrowcanon
barrowA Korl high-passage tomb cut into the granite above the column-fields — older than the Imperium that built its rampart to wall them out — its dead swinging like their living kin.
The Marrow-Hollowcanon
barrowA tribal death-house cut into a granite ridge above the Karth gorge, sealed by the Bonesung and left to barrow wights — the Broken Lances have been told there is silver inside.
The Molten Barrowcanon
barrowAn Ashwalker burial hall cut into a cold lava tube, its niches lined with volcanic glass — the oldest Ashwalker dead, and the shades of them that the sealing rites no longer hold.
The Reshi Ossuarycanon
barrowA rib-cut road-tomb where the Reshi caravan-folk have laid their road-dead for generations — a dry salt-barrow that preserves everything the crossing killed.
The Saltless Barrowcanon
barrowOne of the unmarked dead the Bonesung will not name — older than the Unclosed, cut by a making the gravesinger's prophecy does not cover. The Cinder Quorum is mid-dig.
The Saltsung Barrowcanon
barrowA pre-Imperial sailors' barrow in the south headland's high rock, where the drowned-rite people interred their sea-dead above the tide so salt would keep them — the unclosed dead are more awake here than anywhere in the Narrows.
The Sered Catacombscanon
barrowUndercrofts beneath Castle Sered where House Vandahl lays its dead — and not all of them rest.
The Skycairncanon
barrowThe sealed grave-hall at the true summit of The Frostcrown — Korgath Sky-Reckoner's tomb, the highest Korl burial known, and the only one whose wight-lord has never been put down twice.
The Tabled Barrowcanon
barrowA named Bonesung tomb sealed by gravesong, not drift, behind a mesa in the Tabled Stones.
The Wightcairncanon
barrowA Korl burial-hall under a snow-shouldered ridge — drystone vaults older than the Imperium where the high folk laid their dead, and the thing in the deepest vault is not entirely a corpse.
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Grimtusk's Holdcanon
dungeonA taken Stoneborn ford-hold turned orc stronghold — Grimtusk the Tyrant's seat on the Sered Spur when he isn't on the march.
Hewngate Keepcanon
dungeonA House Vandahl toll-keep on the vale road that the Broken Lances were hired to garrison and simply kept — its gate now a chain across the road and its cells full of the people who used to pay it.
The Karth Deepcanon
dungeonA meltwater cave in the high northern pass that swallows the Karth's source — older than the wights, connecting under the Rampart.
The Old Galleriescanon
dungeonThe worked-out original galleries in the Northern Reach that House Deepvein cut before it moved its seat under the Farshield. A Stoneborn delve now — signed courses running out into exhausted stone and old dark.
The Redhook Hideawaycanon
dungeonThe bolt-hole cave in the western cliffs where the Redhook crew cache the real takings — while their tents on the east road draw the eye. Vera keeps the best of it here, behind a crew split down the middle.
The Rime Barrowcanon
dungeonThe burial ground above Windcut Hold's upper terrace, where the Rimeward holds lay their honoured dead, and where a long-unwatched grave has begun to swing like its living kin.
The Sunken Resonancecanon
dungeonA Vallen Imperium census-vault in the eastern hills whose counting-engine never learned the empire ended — it has been correcting the Vale's records for four centuries, and lately its corrections have started naming the living.
The Tidewrack Sinkcanon
dungeonA drowned tide-temple sink the Ashen Temple's drowned still keep, flooding with the tide.
The Unhushed Towercanon
dungeonA gravesinger's spire on the crags' barrow road, climbed floor by floor through the court of dead he raised instead of let rest — the first work of the Ash-Tongue name, and the thing the Unsealing make pilgrimage to.
The Unruled Veincanon
dungeonA resonite vein under the Farshield's shield-wall that the Stonewright Moot has never formally ruled on: old enough that quarrying it might not count as breaking the seal the Deepclan Reavers were exiled over, and exactly the ambiguity a hungry clan or an exiled one would force before the Moot decides.
The Waking Deepcanon
dungeonA bell-haunted barrow-annex in the eastern hills where the dead never got a proper closing — go armed, and don't sound anything you can't outrun.
The Weeping Vaultcanon
dungeonA sealed Imperial-Temple vault in the Eastern Crags, beaded always with warm metal-tasting water — the seal keeps something in.
Vallen's Barrowcanon
dungeonThe barrow in the eastern hills where the Asheni walled a shard of the broken god and set the old words to keep it dark. A tomb built not to honor the dead but to hold something that will not stay put — and the one place in the Vale everyone agrees should never be opened, for four hundred different reasons.
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Halfway Campcanon
campA lean-to and a fire-ring on a flat shoulder partway up The Frostcrown's south-west flank — nothing sacred about it, just the last dry wood and the last easy ground before the climb turns real.
Hollow-Pines Campcanon
campA sheltered hollow off the NW Imperium fork where Marrow Lances escorts and College diggers winter before the climb toward Caer Vallen's foothills.
Oakwatchcanon
campThe Greenwake's camp at the Hollowing Oak — warden-shelters, drying-racks, a charm-cutter's lean-to, and the one place in the Greatwood you can resupply without being watched as a threat.
Pinewatch Campcanon
campA relic-runners' cold camp under the boreal canopy, watching the column-fields for what the College's diggers leave behind.
Redhook Campcanon
campA bandit camp pitched off the east road out of Vallenfield, close enough to town to be a problem — Vera Redhook's crew has gotten bold enough to camp in plain sight.
The Dusk Campcanon
campA moving Reshi and Wandering-Cups night-camp on the South Road — hide-tents and copper kettles that travel with the caravans and pitch at a different rib-notch each season.
The Ember Waycampcanon
campA semi-permanent Ashwalker camp at the fumarole fields' western edge — smoke-poles, fire-treated shelters, and a stone ring that has never gone cold.
The Reaver Forge-Campcanon
campThe Deepclan Reavers' barrow-robbing camp in the Northern Reach, where Borin Clan-Breaker melts grave-bronze into reaver-steel on a forge that never goes cold.
The Tollwright's Campcanon
campThe Marrow-Lance road-camp where the barrow road bends toward the Weeping Vault — tents, a corral, and Reza's fire. Pay the toll and you buy steel and a night's safety; refuse and the road is yours and everything on it.
The Wardenholdcanon
campThe Meltwardens' accreted camp at the lee of the Karth Deep's throat — windbreak walls, fire-pits, and ice-cellars, the one place on the Rampart an outlander can warm up before being turned back.
The Weeping Tooth Campcanon
campA small Bonesung outrider camp pitched at the region's one live spring under a mesa, watching the eastern approach for Quorum diggers and Vandahl prospectors.
Tidewrack Covecanon
campA Silt Hands landing on the western coast where the sea delivers what the law forbids.
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The Brine-Cellarscanon
ruinA collapsed Imperial sea-customs station drowned into the south headland, its vaulted stone cellars half-full of standing brine, where the empire once weighed and bonded everything moving through the Narrows.
The Drover's Cache-Delvecanon
ruinA dead-empire buried way-cellar under a rock-rib, half its roof fallen, sand pouring through the cracks — still used by the Silt Hands as a forward cache.
The Drover's Wreckcanon
ruinA picked-over caravan half-sunk in the salt flats, the bones of its team still standing in the traces.
The Foldfast Steadingcanon
ruinA fortified hill-steading abandoned when the silver failed — its hall caved, its sheepfolds gone to nettle, and a Broken Lances squad quietly camped here to watch the castle road.
The Imperial Reachcanon
ruinA wind-gutted Vallen Imperium waystation astride the old barrow road, where the legion that sealed the Weeping Vault was quartered. Cut stone half-eaten by sand, a revenant or two still at post.
The Leaning Columnscanon
ruinA field of toppled Vallen Imperium bronze pillars sunk in the pine duff, still faintly warm to the touch in a north wind.
The Mosswoundcanon
ruinThe shallow, looted apron of the Leaning Columns where relic-runners work the surface for what the College's diggers missed — the region's low-tier entry ruin, frost-shrike country.
The Sentinel's Marchcanon
ruinA fully-collapsed Imperium hall down the slope from the seat where a severed Vallen Sentinel still walks an endless patrol with no destination through roofless arcades — open-air, deadly, and you can hear its bronze tread across the field before you see it.
The Sunbleached Holdcanon
ruinA dead hold in the red flats, picked over by everyone and emptied by no one.
The Sunderfront Galleriescanon
ruinThe highest reach of the Vallen Imperium's graded roads, now a sequence of cut-stone galleries open to the sky, held by Vallen Revenants still in formation and waiting for a relief column frozen on the saddle below.
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Stocktarn Drowncanon
drownedA sunken steading-chapel beneath the upland tarn, swallowed by the rising water generations past — you swim it: surface to breathe, dive under the low roof to the drowned altar where the Kneeling Drowned have left their mark.
The Drinking Sinkcanon
drownedA collapsed mesa cistern the wash flash-floods fill — the one standing water in a country that lies about water. A sunken Imperial way-shrine waits at the bottom, and the Silt Hands believe the Vault's warm runnels drain into here.
The Drowned Chapel of Vaelcanon
drownedA Vallen Imperium roadside shrine the bog-tarn swallowed whole — a sunken nave of brine wights under black water, and somewhere beneath them a working that may still glow.
The Drowned Coursecanon
drownedA length of Imperium aqueduct that fed Caer Vallen, collapsed and flooded into a still under-tarn in the Hollow Vale — a swim-through sunken arcade lit only by cold drowned-glows.
The Drowned Larachcanon
drownedA sunken Imperium-era shrine in the Greatwood's Drowned Skirts, flooded when the wood walked into the sea; you swim its nave and surface to breathe under a low drowned roof.
The Drowned Shrinecanon
drownedAn Imperial temple stranded on the largest mere-island when the valley drowned, where the Ashen Temple rows pilgrims and the Silt Hands keep dry cellars.
The Drowned Wellcanon
drownedA collapsed Imperium hold-cistern flooded black in the far south, the only sweet water for a day's walk underground — and inhabited by something that keeps it from going stagnant.
The Ice-Throat Sumpcanon
drownedA flooded sub-gallery off the Karth Deep's meltwater system — a sunken Imperium shrine the river backed up and filled, swimmable under a low ice roof, with air-pockets between frozen-over chambers.
The Wrack-Mawcanon
drownedThe deepest tide-sink in the Narrows, out on the Tidewrack rocks themselves — the ebb empties it only at the great spring slacks, weeks apart, and what lives inside has eaten every diver who mistimed the make.
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The Eastern Cragscanon
regionA wind-scoured highland of mesas and dead-end gorges at the far east of the Vale, threaded by the old barrow road that climbs to two things the rest of the Vale would rather forget.
The Eastern Hillscanon
regionWind-scoured ridges east of town, hiding Vallen's Barrow and older, hungrier things.
The Emberwastecanon
regionA black-basalt killing country of ash drifts, fumarole fields, and cinder-flash heat ruled from above by the living fire-mountain.
The Farshieldcanon
regionThe Stoneborn homeland — a montane continent north-west across the sea, where the Northern Rampart's strike-line dives under the water and heaves up again as a shield-wall ridge. One stone with the Rampart, sundered by the sea.
The Frostcrowncanon
regionA single snow-giant of a peak rising sheer from the sea north-east of the Vale, its true summit lost in permanent snow — the Korl hold it the highest grave in the world and will not say whose.
The Longwatercanon
regionThe strait between the Mirrenmere capes and the Silkstrand's north coast — a mile and a bit of hazarded blue water with Sresh-Dar on its floor. It takes its name from the drowned trench the Hessk city grew in.
The Rimewardcanon
regionThe Korl homeland — a cold fjord continent north-east across the water, grown around the Frostcrown itself — the grave-mountain anchors its south-western end and is the continent's gate, all sheer ranges falling into black sea. The far cold country the Korl came down from into the Vale, and where the High Moot keeps its true seat.
The Sered Spurcanon
regionThe grass-shouldered crag west of the Vale where House Vandahl has clung since the Imperium fell — a half-ruined dynastic upland that guards its castle, its keep, and the dead it can no longer afford to keep quiet.
The Silkstrandcanon
regionThe Reshi homeland — a low, hot, dry continent south across the Longwater, all dune belts, salt flats and one inland scarp. The salt-and-silk shore the road-blood came up from, and where the far road actually begins.
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Aelvyrenncanon
cityThe elder Vyr's sky-seat — a great island of pale tiered halls hung in the cold air above Caer Vallen, where the oldest blood withdrew after the Sundering and the Riven King still reigns. Most of the Vale half-believes it a myth; it is reached only by a warp-pilgrimage, never on foot.
Correth, the Bronze Seatcanon
cityThe Imperium's far capital, west beyond the Rampart and the inland sea — a city the size of a nation that the Vale only ever heard about. Whether it still stands is the oldest open question in the world; no Vale-dweller alive has been there or met anyone who has.
Highbridgecanon
cityThe human-founded capital of the lower world, terraced above the Vellen gorge where the imperial span carries every road east. The Highbridge Trade-Moot governs an open city where every ancestry may live, take citizenship, join a guild, and choose its allegiance. Every great power beyond the Vale now keeps a chartered house on Charterhouse Row, licensed under the Moot's Charter: the plural guild-and-faction hub at the one shore the old world ever finished taming.
Sresh-Darcanon
cityThe Hessk capital below the ocean, on the floor of the Longwater strait off the Silkstrand's north coast: a dry-vault and flooded-avenue city grown through a drowned limestone shelf, freely visitable by any traveler who can survive the descent.
Valenfeldcanon
cityA silt-grey frontier town in a flat basin, clinging to silver rights and the barrow's long shadow — and, quietly, the breadbasket that feeds the whole lower world.
Vel-Sathracanon
cityThe Hessk core city in the Underworld, built where a black subterranean river crosses a forest of stone roots; a fully visitable refuge, caravan station, and guardian of the oldest road below.
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Caer Vallencanon
vaultThe shattered seat of the Vallen Imperium under the northern Rampart — the human empire's holy heart, and the place where the god was drawn down and cracked. Publicly, the great works here 'failed.' In truth this is where the Sundering was done to Vallen, not suffered by him, and the ground has not forgiven it.
The Cindervaultcanon
vaultA Vallen Imperium bronze-vaulted hall sunk into the Emberthrone's north-west flank, its processional axis aimed at the caldera — sealed from the outside because what still glows in its apse was too dangerous to use.
The Hollow Mesacanon
vaultA sealed Imperium bronze-vault inside a mesa the Tabled Stones grew around, cracked by the Sundering, kept shut by the Bonesung simply walking past it for a thousand years.
The Salt-Choked Vaultcanon
vaultA drowned arm of the Imperium's bronze-vault architecture half-taken by the sea — the Sundering cracked its processional hall open and the Mirrenmere poured in, but something in the deep still keeps warm.
The Saltglass Vaultcanon
vaultA Vallen Imperium bronze-vaulted hall sunk under the deepest rib, its Sundering fault flooded with brine that dried to salt-glass, fusing the apse into a cracked mineral cathedral.
The Shut Reliquarycanon
vaultA sealed Imperium bronze chamber walled inside one of Castle Sered's closed wings — the first Vandahls built their castle over an Old Work vault and bricked it up, and its workings still pulse.
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The Beaver-Flatscanon
wildernessA wide drowned flat of standing water and root-bridges in the Greatwood's middle — dark ponds strung together into a maze of dry islands, good fishing, and an easy place to lose a pursuer or yourself.
The Fumarole Fieldscanon
wildernessA quarter-mile shelf of cracked basalt north-east of the Emberthrone, riddled with hundreds of hot gas vents — the region's maze, navigable only by the Ashwalkers' stake-markers.
The Greywoodcanon
wildernessA stretch of Greatwood forest where an echo-beast lay too long and the land turned grey and wrong — ashen grass, pale bark, a faint wrongness in the air the Cullers mark and the Rootbound guard.
The Pale Strandcanon
wildernessA long bleached beach on the open Pacific side of the south headland, drift-strewn and gull-loud, where the great ocean swell rolls in unbroken — the literal western edge of the world.
The Sulfur Flatscanon
wildernessA wide yellow-crystal depression south of the Emberthrone where sulfur vents have encrusted the land in mineral formations that glow faintly at night and slowly poison the air.
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The Cairn-Shrine of the Watchercanon
shrineSister Velthi's lone Ashen Temple cairn on the seat-approach, hung with ash-charms and marked with the Temple's warning: the seat is Temple ground and the dead are not yours to lift.
The Heat Shrinecanon
shrineA cracked basalt slab above the fumarole fields, cup-marks and ash-channels carved into it by some old community as an offering place to the mountain — Threnn tends a fire here now that he cannot explain.
The Last Cairncanon
shrineA shoulder-high stack of stones on The Frostcrown's upper flank, well above the snowline — the last place a climber can add a stone and turn back before the ground above is Korgath's.
