[The priest is robed, not monstrous, untouched by the contamination of magic madness somehow. The scroll unrolls into a map of the ancient world.
It shows five cities.
East Blue, the city drenched in magic on the surface, attributed- To Isate, wait, what? Atuin, the floating city of Cang Long.
These two, at least, aren’t changed:
Sakmet, the city of Metoth. Saena, the city of Angha.
Those four each have a red cross somewhere on them, an X marks the spot in places you might know as untamed wilderness where nothing is. Totally. Of course the tourist and other modern maps of the cities are entirely accurate, trust your gods.
And the fifth, the capital in the center of all four:
Righad, the capital city.
There’s an extra new addition to the map, a messy scrawl of ‘Dome Righad’ on a piece of blank ocean.
But the map doesn’t end merely with the world. It shows a blank stretch of stars, and there’s an X up there, too...]
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It shows five cities.
East Blue, the city drenched in magic on the surface, attributed- To Isate, wait, what?
Atuin, the floating city of Cang Long.
These two, at least, aren’t changed:
Sakmet, the city of Metoth.
Saena, the city of Angha.
Those four each have a red cross somewhere on them, an X marks the spot in places you might know as untamed wilderness where nothing is. Totally. Of course the tourist and other modern maps of the cities are entirely accurate, trust your gods.
And the fifth, the capital in the center of all four:
Righad, the capital city.
There’s an extra new addition to the map, a messy scrawl of ‘Dome Righad’ on a piece of blank ocean.
But the map doesn’t end merely with the world. It shows a blank stretch of stars, and there’s an X up there, too...]