Brok’talon, The Broken Lands
Pronunciation: BROCK-tallon
Map Index: H5
Location: West of the Great Movorian Desert and just to the north of Hoth N’dorgor in Centakus.
Geography: Today, Brok'talon stands as a twisted and broken wasteland, a solemn reminder of its deadly past. Winds relentlessly sweep across the land, often giving rise to enormous choking dust storms. Stark rock hills jut up from the bare windswept soil.
Primary Population: None
Secondary Population: None
Minor Population: Movori
Climate: The climate remains oppressively hot year-round, and rainfall is sporadic at best. The flora is predominantly composed of cacti and drought-tolerant thorny plants, bravely enduring the harsh climatic conditions.
Wildlife: Little natural wildlife survives in this inhospitable land. Creatures that wander in quickly succumb to the harsh conditions or incessant chaos storms.
Humanoids: The only permanent humanoid inhabitants of this land are the Ratfolk. These four feet tall rat-like humanoids descend from humans that were corrupted by chaos storms.
Great warbands of Turoch often ride forth from the evil depths of Hoth N'dorgor under the dark sorcerers' nefarious secret orders. Ruined remnants of the grand old pre-cataclysmic cities still exist, hidden in remote locations, some now buried beneath the ever-shifting sands and lost to the passage of time. These ruins hold the promise of great treasures, but are extremely perilous to explore. Only the strongest and most resolute adventurers stand a chance of venturing into these forsaken areas and returning alive.
Monsters: Home to large numbers of twisted and dangerous aberrations, Brok'talon's horrors await foolish travelers who dare to pass into its deadly landscape.
History: The desolate land of Brok'talon sprawls across the northwest coast of Centakus, a once thriving region that encompassed parts of Nebaru and Mas, along with the tribal lands of L'harr. In ancient times, these lands were integral parts of the Kishari Empire, which stretched throughout eastern Beorlan and reached into the northwest portion of Centakus. However, the Great Cataclysm inflicted devastating consequences upon these lands. Large portions of Nebaru and Mas sank beneath the sea, while ceaseless earthquakes shattered the once-proud cities. The coastal regions were struck by colossal tsunamis, and deadly chaos storms swept in from the east, corrupting and destroying everything in their path. The cataclysm claimed the lives of almost the entire population within a matter of days, leaving only a fortunate few to find their way to safety in other lands.
Today: Brok'talon remains a haunted land, offering a grim testament to the catastrophic past, where danger and darkness linger at every turn. Numerous dangers lie hidden in the desert's depths, as the chaotic magical energy of the past chaos storms gave rise to horrific monsters and corrupted mutants, lurking to ambush unwary travelers. When night falls, monstrous insects emerge to hunt under the darkened sky. Chaos storms, recognizable by their dark swirling masses and bursts of red and blue lightning, still manifest occasionally, carrying unpredictable and typically negative consequences for those ensnared within.
Map Index: H5
Location: West of the Great Movorian Desert and just to the north of Hoth N’dorgor in Centakus.
Geography: Today, Brok'talon stands as a twisted and broken wasteland, a solemn reminder of its deadly past. Winds relentlessly sweep across the land, often giving rise to enormous choking dust storms. Stark rock hills jut up from the bare windswept soil.
Primary Population: None
Secondary Population: None
Minor Population: Movori
Climate: The climate remains oppressively hot year-round, and rainfall is sporadic at best. The flora is predominantly composed of cacti and drought-tolerant thorny plants, bravely enduring the harsh climatic conditions.
Wildlife: Little natural wildlife survives in this inhospitable land. Creatures that wander in quickly succumb to the harsh conditions or incessant chaos storms.
Humanoids: The only permanent humanoid inhabitants of this land are the Ratfolk. These four feet tall rat-like humanoids descend from humans that were corrupted by chaos storms.
Great warbands of Turoch often ride forth from the evil depths of Hoth N'dorgor under the dark sorcerers' nefarious secret orders. Ruined remnants of the grand old pre-cataclysmic cities still exist, hidden in remote locations, some now buried beneath the ever-shifting sands and lost to the passage of time. These ruins hold the promise of great treasures, but are extremely perilous to explore. Only the strongest and most resolute adventurers stand a chance of venturing into these forsaken areas and returning alive.
Monsters: Home to large numbers of twisted and dangerous aberrations, Brok'talon's horrors await foolish travelers who dare to pass into its deadly landscape.
History: The desolate land of Brok'talon sprawls across the northwest coast of Centakus, a once thriving region that encompassed parts of Nebaru and Mas, along with the tribal lands of L'harr. In ancient times, these lands were integral parts of the Kishari Empire, which stretched throughout eastern Beorlan and reached into the northwest portion of Centakus. However, the Great Cataclysm inflicted devastating consequences upon these lands. Large portions of Nebaru and Mas sank beneath the sea, while ceaseless earthquakes shattered the once-proud cities. The coastal regions were struck by colossal tsunamis, and deadly chaos storms swept in from the east, corrupting and destroying everything in their path. The cataclysm claimed the lives of almost the entire population within a matter of days, leaving only a fortunate few to find their way to safety in other lands.
Today: Brok'talon remains a haunted land, offering a grim testament to the catastrophic past, where danger and darkness linger at every turn. Numerous dangers lie hidden in the desert's depths, as the chaotic magical energy of the past chaos storms gave rise to horrific monsters and corrupted mutants, lurking to ambush unwary travelers. When night falls, monstrous insects emerge to hunt under the darkened sky. Chaos storms, recognizable by their dark swirling masses and bursts of red and blue lightning, still manifest occasionally, carrying unpredictable and typically negative consequences for those ensnared within.