North of Wintershield Land's lies the Daemon Wastes, a land grievously marred by fire and time. Here, the black earth is riven with gouts of molten flame, and the sky hangs heavy with smoke as though mourning the world’s ruin. No bird dares wheel above that blasted plain, nor beast tread upon its scorched paths. Rivers of fire writhe like serpents through the gloom, whispering in tongues long forgotten. It is said the land once sang with life, but now only wrath remains — wrath and ruin, and the echo of some ancient curse that even the stars cannot recall.
Daemon Wastes have existed since at least the Third Age
Blasted Wasteland, little drinkable water, lava flows and methane jets are common
| Religion: | Unknown | |||
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| Traditions: | Pending… | |||
Rumored Fiendish Lords and Nobles
Rumored Infernal City somewhere in the Wastes
The City of Northgate lies at the southern edge of these wastes; but broad conflict is rare.
Infernal Contracts, Black Market Trade, No Official Trade