Post by Gravedust on Aug 24, 2011 13:53:08 GMT -8
Obouron is a world many hundreds of times the size of earth, stretching out for millions of miles seemingly without ceasing. If there is an end to it, no man or woman has ever found it. Home to hundreds of thousands of peoples and civilizations, it teems with a nearly limitless diversity. If something can exist it almost certainly has, here.
Those born on (or wandering into) Obouron come from all walks of life, from hardy adventurers to shy bookkeepers, explorers, merchants, death-dealers, mercenaries, heroes, villains and proxies of ancient gods, powerful or forgotten. Anyone who can exist almost certainly has, here.
Obouron is a land of lush green fields and blackened, twisted hellscapes alike. A land of enchanted kingdoms and endless desert plains, cities beneath the waves and above the clouds. If a place can exist is almost certainly has, here.
Those born on (or wandering into) Obouron come from all walks of life, from hardy adventurers to shy bookkeepers, explorers, merchants, death-dealers, mercenaries, heroes, villains and proxies of ancient gods, powerful or forgotten. Anyone who can exist almost certainly has, here.
Obouron is a land of lush green fields and blackened, twisted hellscapes alike. A land of enchanted kingdoms and endless desert plains, cities beneath the waves and above the clouds. If a place can exist is almost certainly has, here.