Campaign Setting - Vaults of Pandius

Location: Island off the southeastern coast of Brun.
Area: XXX sq. ft. (XXX sq. m.); additional notes if any
Population: Estimated XXX (X% Makers, X% beastmen, X% humans, X% elves, X% other).
Languages: Blackmoorian
Coinage:
Taxes:
Government Type: Magocracy
Industries: Arcane studies, magical creations
Important Figures:
Geography
A volcanically active island, the southern half of
Teknuria is dominated by vast planes of black
rock. Lava tubes and fields of jagged glass-like
rock can be found here, interspersed with boiling
mud pots and even rivers of molten magma. The
northern half of the island is much less active.
Rolling hills and fertile valleys extend from the
center of the isle to the coast. The western shores
of the island are shallow and treacherous, while
the eastern shores are border deeper waters.
Overview
Rumored to be a refuge of ancient Blackmoor
that escaped the destructive upheavals caused by
the Great Rain of Fire, the Refuge of the Makers
now holds little resemblance to that once great
empire. In their attempt to escape the impending
doom unleashed upon them by Blackmoor, the
Makers turned inward. Using all of the magical
powers at their disposal, they began to change
their race into something else… something that
could withstand the Wasting. Now the Makers
must cope with a world that is terrified of what
they have become.
Flora and Fauna
The island is devoid of most mega fauna, and
nearly all natural predators, save for the Makers
and their servants. Tropical birds are abundant
across the northern isle, as are several forms of
domesticated animals including pigs, goats, and
various breeds of foul. That is not to say the
island is safe however. Remnants of Blackmoor
roam about, cursed and degenerate. Constructs of
stone and metal infused with unnatural
intelligence wander aimlessly, turning destructive
when in the presence of sentient beings.
History
Ancestors of the Makers fled Blackmoor long ago
to practice the art of fleshcrafting in secret.
Although they had abandoned their heritage,
Blackmoor never truly forgot them, and mages
would often seek them out for the knowledge
they possessed. Paranoid, the Makers went to
great lengths to assure their privacy, building a
great complex hidden deep in the earth, a
complex which very likely saved their lived when
Fire rained down from the skies.
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