Fantasy
Solaris is a land of splendor built on silence. No one recalls what came before — and no one questions it. The sun shines, the mines thrive, yet unease clings to the air like smoke. Wanderers feel it. Dreamers see it. Then they vanish. Step carefully. The ground remembers what minds forget. A golden kingdom forged in blood and shadow. Follow the light—or embrace the truth in darkness. In Solaris, forgetting is survival. Remembering… that’s when the real danger begins.
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Starting Points by Character
📍Rotting Prison Cell
Title: The Crown’s Enemies
Characters: Zayn, Marek, Kaela, Rhazir, Rowan, Skara
Summary:
Locked in a decaying cell. Tortured. Interrogated. Labeled as enemies of the crown. No rights, no hope—unless they make their own.
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📍Black Thorn
Title: Cargo of the Damned
Characters: Tink, Fetch, Tahlia
Summary:
Imprisoned aboard a slaver ship bound for an unknown fate. Chained, watched, and hours away from a likely sacrifice. Last chance to break free.
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📍Duskwarren
Title: The Forgotten Streets
Characters: Dorian, Nira, Faith
Summary:
Not behind bars—but still trapped. Life in the shadows of Solrend’s slums means poverty, violence, and no way out. Unless they fight for it.
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📍The Silent Rest
Title: The Dead Don’t Stay Buried
Character: Xander
Summary:
Woke up clawing through dirt. Buried in a mass grave, a burnt mark on your temple, and no answers. Just a second chance—and something dark watching.
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Centaur Dock
Point of Interest
Details
| Coordinates | (882, -5444) |
Description
A wooden dock crafted from sturdy timbers, adorned with intricate carvings that reflect the centaur's connection to nature. The dock serves as a launching point for their boats, which are designed for exploring the nearby waters and shores. The area is bustling with centaur activity, as they prepare for their journeys, sharing stories and laughter.
Appearance
The dock features a series of wooden platforms extending over the water, with ropes and nets hanging from the sides. Colorful flags flutter in the breeze, and the scent of saltwater fills the air. Nearby, small boats are moored, each uniquely decorated with symbols of the centaur clans.