Eldor's Endless Night Sea
The waves whisper secrets, but only the foolish dare listen;
The starless void weeps eternal under the bleak moon's watch, its tides swallowing entire ships into their own history. Beware the Current of Forgotten Names and seek not the floating lantern, lest you drown in dreams long left unsaid.
The Thickets' Wailing Woodyard
Here, the trees speak in tongues of suffocated souls.
Branches twist in lamentation, spelling names of those who wandered beyond recall. Ghostly forms weave through the mist between emerald trunks. At dusk, the earth breathes; match your pulse to its rhythm, or risk being ensnared by the Vine of Yesterday's Sorrow.
Gloomhold: Citadel of Hollow Echoes
Once majestic, now it remembers only silence's embrace.
The crumbling spires reach for a sky they can no longer touch. Time unfurls within these walls like a dragon sleeping on its final breath. The Voidkeeper prowls, silent as the shadow it casts. To traverse Gloomhold's corridors, one must tread lightly, whispering the Forgotten King's lullaby.
Pale Order of the Murmuring Wisp
The wisp dances; follow if you dare, but know its leading is false.
Lanterns dot the winding paths of Oldhallow Glen like fractured stars upon a blackened sea. The whispers lead more to peril than peace. Curiously, the mist carries no scent, no sound save its own breath, yet the whispers voice secrets not meant to be heard. Stay your distance, for all Murkly's graces mirror the fractures within yourself.