[ Lore ] The Island of Dormsha

The island of Dormsha was said to have appeared in the southern seas as though it had been there for years. An ivory spire breaking the clear line of the horizon was the beacon for curious sailors to embark for its shores. It is rumored to be place of mystery, shrouded behind lost memories and forgotten ruins of lost civilizations. Due to the nature of its forests, it is regarded one of the most dangerous places ever discovered.

There are locals that have been found to reside in the ruins scattered throughout the island. Some are larger than an Imuchakk with reptilian scales splotched upon their skin and intricate horns sprouted from their heads. Others, more akin to the size of a human with stars of different shapes and shades of flesh marked upon their forehead. Most were found to be cautious but accommodating to their new, strange guests.


Bas Darga; the seemingly endless forest that covers most of the island. The trees there tower higher than any other in the world and their saplings are just as tall as those on the mainland. Their bark is near impenetrable but if removed it reveals a valuable bright white wood and a sweet, nutritous sap.

If the flora are not trying to kill you, powerful creatures that lurk within it's canopies will. Even the forest floor is not so safe.   The creatures that lurk in it's forests are larger than any found in other lands. A healthy population of dragons sit near the top of the food chain, preying on intruders and those who would hunt them. As well as the rare, solitary unicorn, as alluring as they are, attack those who tread into their territory.


At the center of it all, isolated in the sun kissed mountains sits the dungeon; a white, glistening castle spires into the heavens. From afar it is a beautiful ivory fortress. Lost in the flow of time where the sun never quite sets. Drawing those who gaze upon it to the gate where the biggest mystery awaits.