After a grueling hike through the bitter cold, you reach the highest peak in Syrnia.

You turn around and take in the glorious view of the island and the vast ocean beyond. Snow covers the mountaintops as far as you can see, blown all about the area by the harsh winds.

As you observe your surroundings, you keep a close eye out for motion in the distance, as this mountain is home to many dangerous creatures. You notice a large cavity in the side of the mountain, as well as the Rima Scout Barracks a bit off to your left.

You've heard tell of an expansive gold mine atop the peak; some miners have even sworn to have found more than just gold under certain conditions...

You notice a small path winding out of the city and toward the mountains.

Standing at the base of Mount Tirnus, you suddenly feel quite small as you crane your neck upward and shield your eyes from the beating sun.

The snow blanketing the ground near the peaks exists in stark contrast to the rest of the island. One should think twice before attempting to use a horse to make the ascent.

As you make your way through the city, you pass the barracks, and you can hear the clashing of swords as soldiers train. They seem to be quite skilled; perhaps you could learn a thing or two from them.

Rima University is renowned as the most prestigious institution of learning across Syrnia. Seemingly a world unto itself, you observe the comings and goings of the many professors and scholars--the sculptors of the future. Perhaps you could partake in a class or two.

Rima City, previously full of life, now appears to be a mere shell of its former self. As you enter through the gates, you notice soldiers patrolling the streets, but all else seems to be eerily quiet.

You finally find your way to the other side of the forest, only to be halted by an immense wall that appears to stretch for miles. You make your way to the gate and notice two sentries atop the lookouts. You have reached the largest city in Syrnia, but for some reason, things don't seem to be quite what you had envisioned.

As you approach the dense forest, you notice that it spans from cliffside to cliffside as far as you can see. The only way past is through.

You hear the myriad caterwauling of the forest's natural inhabitants, as well as the distant thuds of lumberjacks hard at work. Perhaps if you push through, you'll be able to reach the city.

A man once resided in Kingswood Forest, regarded by all as the kindest of souls. He spent his days guiding lost travellers through the shadowed woods, and learning their stories along the way. He became revered as the forest's guardian. On some ill-fated day, untimely he passed from this world, and he was laid to rest amidst the trees by those who found him. This forest will forever bear his namesake, thus immortalising him through the memory of mankind.

Upon her retirement, this previously unused piece of land was entrusted to Lady Sheppard, who had once been the hand of the king. Before her passing, Lady Sheppard outfitted the land surrounding her hut as a home for aspiring cooks. Her fondness for gardening resulted in the cultivation of the largest sunflower field on Calmere. Lady Sheppard's hut still remains to this day--untouched, as a memorial to her and her contributions to Calmere.

Once an empty and unused land, the fertile fields of Morrie were cultivated for Calmere farmers to have somewhere to grow their crops. This area exists within the perfect climate for humulus lupulus to grow and thrive, and it is the only land in Syrnia in which it can grow.

Once renowned for its variety of fish, the lake that once held crystal-clear water is now murky and dark.

An old man lives near the lake as its self-appointed guardian. Perhaps he could use some assistance in bringing the lake back to its former glory.