If Caido is the world with all its regions and land masses, Maria Mundi is the collection of oceans and waterways that connect them. From the Spillwave in the north to the Arclight in the south, from eastern Eurybia to western Brizo, Caido's sailors are truly considered worth their salt once they have braved them all. Each is different and some are far deadlier than the others; nevertheless, all of them make up Maria Mundi.

A mountain range as vast and deadly as it is beautiful. Alpine meadows, natural amphitheatres, and glacial waterfalls that have never been seen by human eyes are interspersed among deadly cliffs and insurmountable peaks. Guarded by dragons of every shade, these mountains serve as a boundary to the home of the god of gods: Caido. No one who has ever tried to find Caido's home has ever returned.

A ghoulish swamp, thick with the smell of death and decay. From the ground up to the knees, a putrid yellow fog clings to every available surface. Rife with bogs, mud-like quicksand and fearsome creatures that linger in the dark, this place is also home to some very interesting flora. It takes about a week to cross the Feverlands on foot.

Soft sands and bright skies bleed into lush greenery brimming with life. Humid and hazy, the Oerwoud jungle is never quiet, never dull. Bursting with life and colour, all manner of creatures and plantlife may be found here. Ever evolving, this is undoubtedly one of Rae's favourite playgrounds. It takes about two weeks to cross the Oerwoud on foot.

The Second War has fractured this dense woodland into a conglomeration of islands, threaded together by the roots of the great mother tree, the Mathair. The magical devastation of the war has gifted the Greatwood some strange new properties, allowing it to defy physics and creating true wonders to behold. Better suited to those who can swim or fly from island to island, this drowned forest now spans about 500km from end to end, taking up to 20 days to traverse on foot. (Not that you would want to, any more!)

Spilling across the land and water south of Halo, the Climb’s name is ironic given the volcanic collapse of its loftier areas. Navigating the region takes some 24 days on foot, and is made all the more challenging by the sweltering pools of lava that bubble across the region's surface. The intricate cave systems beneath the Climb are home to many natural wonders, but the true marvel at its core is that of the bejeweled goddess, Dygra. The Climb is the birthplace of the Ancients, and Dygra is an attentive mother to her children.

The Furnace is a vast expanse of hard-packed white earth that stretches in every direction, its surface cracked into thin, spidery patterns that crunch underfoot, with no sand or loose soil to disturb. The land is completely flat and open, offering no shelter or elevation, and the horizon sits far and uninterrupted except for faint, distant silhouettes that never seem to draw closer. Scattered across the ground are sun-bleached skeletons of varying sizes, from small animal remains to larger ribcages and skulls, all preserved by the intense, dry heat. The air shimmers constantly, warping the distance with mirages that suggest movement or shape but never resolve, leaving the entire area exposed, disorienting, and impossible to navigate by sight alone.

The Boneyard, lying north of the Furnace in Hak Etme, is a vast stretch of pale desert where massive skeletons lie half-buried in the sand, their size ranging from small, scattered remains to enormous ribcages and skulls large enough for people to walk through. Many of the largest carcasses resemble long-necked or draconic creatures, their spines and ribs exposed in sweeping arcs that break up the otherwise flat terrain, while smaller bones and fragments fill the spaces between. The sand shifts around them, partially covering limbs and vertebrae so that some skeletons appear whole while others emerge in pieces, creating uneven ground shaped by bone as much as by desert. There is no clear boundary to the area, only more remains stretching outward in every direction, giving the impression of a single, mass exodus frozen in place.

The Sunshine Pools are a cluster of vividly blue sulfuric pools dispersed throughout the sand dunes, ranging from small basins to large, lake-sized bodies that dominate the surrounding ground. Their surfaces bubble continuously, releasing faint steam and a strong, unmistakable rotten-egg smell that hangs in the air. Thick rims of white and yellow mineral crystals build up unevenly around each pool, forming hard, brittle edges against the surrounding sand and crusted flats. The pools are spaced irregularly across the landscape, their bright colour sharply contrasting the otherwise white, barren desert, while the constant bubbling and mineral buildup make it clear the water is toxic and unfit for consumption.

The Sea of Dreams in Hak Etme is a vast expanse of pure white salt flats stretching uninterrupted to the horizon, the ground hard and crusted underfoot and glaringly bright in daylight. The surface is dry and powdery in places, kicking up fine white dust with movement, while strong desert winds can drive it into dense storms that obscure visibility and distort direction. Crossing the flats offers no cover or landmarks, and the salted ground steadily pulls moisture from anything exposed to it. After rainfall, a thin layer of water settles across the surface, turning the flats into a mirror that reflects the sky so completely that the boundary between ground and horizon becomes difficult to distinguish.

The Suvahasi lies along the easternmost edge of Hak Etme, where the events of the Second War caused the growth of the Greatwood to spill unnaturally into the desert, creating a sharp and immediate transition from white sand to dense and occasionally toxic jungle. The boundary is abrupt, with dunes giving way within a short distance to thick, overgrown vegetation that stretches for miles, forming a wide oasis of tangled plant life. Growth here is uneven and layered, with low, sprawling underbrush, dense flowering plants, and clusters of tall, broad-canopied trees rising above the rest, creating a crowded and difficult terrain to navigate. The heat of Hak Etme lingers within the greenery, combining with the dense flora to trap humidity and intensify the environment. Movement through the area can disturb the surrounding plants, releasing visible plumes of pollen - some harmless, others hallucinogenic or poisonous - making even a brief passage through the Suvahasi potentially disorienting despite its lush and seemingly welcoming appearance.

An icy jewel nestled along Halo’s northern border, the Citadel is a large and thriving civilisation. The city walls are steep (some 35ft high) and well guarded, and a magical dome protects against any inclement weather. Within, a Frey-forged greenhouse ensures that delicacies from across Caido are available to all citizens. Food and fuel is plentiful, and comfort is easily found here.

A haunting wasteland of snow and ice. Once hospitable, the Tundra is now a world of death preserved on ice. What will kill you first? The elements? Snow-blindness? Or the monsters that roam the endless cold?

The largest island within the Hollowed Grounds, the Inner Quarter is easily as large as all of Halo, and sits at the very heart of the region. Formerly a sanctuary for those trapped behind a magical barrier, the area boasts a surprising amount of knowledge and industry, from marketplaces and housing to guilds and farmland.

A ring of broken islands decorates the Hollowed Grounds. Difficult to traverse due to the dense woodland and thorny brambles, the islands are nonetheless a good source of lumber, berries and game. Luxere in particular are common during Deepfrost, illuminating the Outer Brambles with an ethereal glow throughout the season.

Formerly a sprawl of grassland, this collection of small islands is scattered along the northwest of the Hollowed Grounds. The soil is fertile for those willing and able to till it, but space is understandably limited. With very little cover from trees or inclines, on a clear day, one might be able to see right across the islands.

A grassy plateau speckled with burial mounds - barrows, ancient tombs for long departed souls. Hundreds stretch across the distance, each holding an iron door within a stone frame. Mist perpetually envelops the area, muffling all sound and staggering the senses.

An enormous and beautiful rose garden nestles among the slopes of King's End. The hedgerows form an intricate maze with a literal mind of its own; stories say that a cutting from these hedges was used to sow the Labyrinth in the Hollowed Grounds. The maze is nowhere near as simple as it first appears, and the hedges are wont to move around on a whim, so the layout is constantly changing.

For those who do not wish to venture into the Barrows, an area exists along the fringes of the hills. Quiet and peaceful, Mourn is a place of reflection dotted with stone benches and spaces to leave flowers, lanterns and other such offerings.

Along the southern coast of the peninsula and running parallel to the ocean, what was once a bustling road leading into King's End is now overgrown and deserted. What's more, the Boondocks ends quite suddenly at the water's edge, as if the road was once much longer but has since been eaten by the sea. Ships often mistake the area for a pier and risk running aground if they sail too close; indeed, the skeletons of several shipwrecks rock wistfully in the shallows.

Lined with tiki torches that glow white and cool during the day and yellow and warm at night, Torchline's Ahi Coast is always alive with fire and song. White-sand beaches stretch towards the city of Haulani, or else disappear into the crystalline waters of the Arclight ocean.

The largest city in Torchline is a feat of magic and construction in equal measure. The events of the Second War have raised half of Haulani into the clouds, the city rising in a smooth, continuous incline until its upper reaches sit nearly a kilometre above sea level. Streets slope steadily upward through tightly packed districts, with canals cutting through the lower levels and boats moving between docks, markets, and homes built close to the water. As the elevation increases, the canals give way to terraced streets and stilted buildings, with bridges, stairways, and narrow paths connecting different levels of the city. Railings, fencing, and dense foliage line the edges where the drop becomes dangerous, though not all areas are well-guarded. Warm, welcoming and ever-so-dangerous, Haulani is home to some of the best fishing fare in Caido and promises riches and wishes to those who like to gamble.

The merchant's guild is a roving group that can be found all over Caido. Their wares range from the mundane and ordinary (all non-magical items), to rare and one-off items that can be purchased with MP for a reduced rate. The merchants will also buy items from you!

Any number of strange and wondrous creatures can deliver letters and other pieces of corresponds within Caido. Letters across boards can be sent via raven, within boards by hand, messenger, or other mundane magical means!

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