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First Post
Sketching out ideas for a setting. Feel free to comment.
A single wide continental strip of land stretches roughly 10,000 miles from east to west on a severely tilted and tide-locked (with the sun) planet. The south pole angles toward the sun, and the southernmost 500-1,000 miles (north-south) range from temperate to tropical. South of the main landmass are thousands of tropical islands.
Most of the continent, however, is dominated by the Waste, roughly 25 million square miles of churned up tundra, glaciar-driven lakes, slushy rivers and freezing mud. Sporadic patches of hardy plant-life form a mosaic of green in the otherwise black and white landscape, and although the soil is rich, the bitter cold prevents all but the hardiest of crops from growing well. The Waste ends in glaciation and eternal nightfall 2,500 miles north of its jagged southern edge, and the Waste itself stretches the entire length between coastlines to the east and west.
The majority of the civilized world dwells in the strip of temperate lands, with a few colonies of the Empire (at the western shores), several agricultural peoples (scattered through the middle) and The Mornelith Free City (at the eastern end) being the notable exceptions. Most cultures tend to believe that the Waste stretches all the way to hell in the bitter north. They may be right.
We will be concerning ourselves with The Mornelith Free City (called Mornelith in casual conversation) within these pages. Founded by fleeing refugees of a genocidal war, the city is half-fortress, half-refuge for those who fit nowhere else.
A single wide continental strip of land stretches roughly 10,000 miles from east to west on a severely tilted and tide-locked (with the sun) planet. The south pole angles toward the sun, and the southernmost 500-1,000 miles (north-south) range from temperate to tropical. South of the main landmass are thousands of tropical islands.
Most of the continent, however, is dominated by the Waste, roughly 25 million square miles of churned up tundra, glaciar-driven lakes, slushy rivers and freezing mud. Sporadic patches of hardy plant-life form a mosaic of green in the otherwise black and white landscape, and although the soil is rich, the bitter cold prevents all but the hardiest of crops from growing well. The Waste ends in glaciation and eternal nightfall 2,500 miles north of its jagged southern edge, and the Waste itself stretches the entire length between coastlines to the east and west.
The majority of the civilized world dwells in the strip of temperate lands, with a few colonies of the Empire (at the western shores), several agricultural peoples (scattered through the middle) and The Mornelith Free City (at the eastern end) being the notable exceptions. Most cultures tend to believe that the Waste stretches all the way to hell in the bitter north. They may be right.
We will be concerning ourselves with The Mornelith Free City (called Mornelith in casual conversation) within these pages. Founded by fleeing refugees of a genocidal war, the city is half-fortress, half-refuge for those who fit nowhere else.