These are the primary locations in the war between the Legion and Hellbourne.
City of Iron
The Sefir Tree
Forests of Caldavar
The Great Waste
Throughout the recent history of Newerth a man known only as Vestigo has been dispatched by an anonymous benefactor to every corner of the map to document the environments and events taking place. As the chapters of his Ephemeris from Beyond the Verge are recovered in the Archives of Arasunia we will share them here.
From the Archives of Arasunia Recorded by Vestigo in Ephemeris from Beyond the Verge ~3710, During the Uniting of the Clans This land is despair, manifest. I have traveled east across the Great Waste, the fine red sand slowly giving way to a rough, grey shale that shrieks underfoot but refuses to shift in the … Continue reading Surviving Blackwal
From the Archives of Arasunia Recorded by Vestigo in Ephemeris from Beyond the Verge ~3767, The Second Corruption What has Maliken done? Less than a fortnight ago, the armies of Man and Beast converged here, led by Jeraziah and Ophelia, respectively, for what many thought would be the final battle. It would determine who truly … Continue reading The Scar
From the Archives of Arasunia Recorded by Vestigo in Ephemeris from Beyond the Verge ~3741, During The Queen’s Gift / Jeraziah’s Salvation The six of us leave Adkarna before even the false dawn shows itself along the horizon. We travel south, four riders on horseback and two manning a small cart heaped with bundles of … Continue reading The Sang-La Mountains
From the Archives of Arasunia Recorded by Vestigo in Ephemeris from Beyond the Verge ~3745, Maliken’s Beast Heart If Death’s Cradle is the armpit of Newerth—and it is, despite what the damned botanists in Adkarna say—then the Rulian Marsh is the ass crack of our glorious land. One may wonder how an armpit and an … Continue reading The Rulian Marsh
From the Archives of Arasunia Recorded by Vestigo in Ephemeris from Beyond the Verge ~3714, During the Uniting of the Clans Blood is frozen in the wide bootprints of this hard, frozen soil, and I am left to wonder at the size of a man who would be heavy enough to leave a track in … Continue reading Grimm’s Crossing