Abadon's Gate

Many called this land a paradise. Thousands died, trying to claim it for themselves. And now? Ashes and molten stone as far as the eye can see.

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Beyond the ring of scorched hills, a vast expanse of ash-covered plain. Forests of petrified trees, their charred branches stretching into the putrid air like deformed fingers. Like the skeletal remains of titanic animals, ruined cities dot the land. Their streets blasted by searing winds and filled with the burned remains of its inhabitants, faces trapped in eternal terror. The blanket of black and grey is only broken by threads of glowing red, streams and ponds of molten rock.
And at the centre of it all the corpse of a mountain. A wound within the earth itself, endlessly spewing forth clouds of ash and oozing streams of molten rock. This is the wrath of gods. This is hell on earth. This is Abadon's Gate.

Paradies Lost

by Darkseid

This land within Interra, halfway between Vardania and Anidara was once a luscious paradise. Nestling the Dawn Wall and protected by a ring of low mountains, a wide plain with a single mountain towering above the landscape. Watered by the river Magrin and regular rainfall the land was fertile and an ideal place for human settlement.
Humans had settled here for centuries, however, only after the Feran Conquest in the 9th century DA, would the region fully spring to life. Its height the area had hundreds of thousands of inhabitants. The Duchy of Weran (Dissolved) was amongst the greatest of Feran nations. The cities of Curava and Arenia centres of art and culture.

Wrath of Gods

One day in Calidan of the year 2504 DA changed everything. Mount Vendrik, a grumbling mountain since first discovered, erupted in a torrent of fire and light. The sound it made so powerful that even people in Tarquinnia thousands of kilometres away, bore witness to it.
A mushroom-shaped ash cloud turned day to night. Scores of lightning and burning rocks lit the darkness. Streams of ash and fire, faster than any horse flooded the surrounding planes. None could run from it, many caught and burned where they stood.
To this day the eruptions have not stopped. The rivers and lakes have either burned away or been turned into poisonous pools of grey slack. In many places, the earth has broken up and molten rock spills forth, forming everchanging lakes and rivers. The air is filled with ash and putrid mists that can burn away one's lungs in a few minutes.

A few weeks a year, when strong northern winds blow the ashes and mists away, one can look at it from afar. What was once a mountain over a thousand meters high, is now a broken shell. Its centre is missing, ripped out by the massive explosion a thousand years ago. A large caldera with a new mountain rising at its centre, angrily spewing forth fire and brimstone.

Alternative Name(s)

The Burning Heath
Ashland

Type

Wasteland

Location under

Interra - Land Between Daughters

Owning Organization

Duchy of Weran (Dissolved)

by Eytan Zana

Abadon
In contrast with the underworld of Vardanian mythology Abadon is not a place where all souls come to rest and are judged on their deeds. It is a hellish place, an endless ocean of fire where the damned find their eternal home. Murderers, traitors, heretics and all those straying from the righteous path suffer according to their misdeeds.
In the lands of Weran, the father unleashed his wrath, broke the barrier between the mortal plane and hell below. The malevolent spirits guarding it seep through and drain the life from anyone foolish enough to pass the surrounding mountains.
Outside life has recovered. The ash clouds either remain around Mt. Vendrik or are blown across the Dawn Wall. Humans have returned and some villages lie barely a few kilometres from the passes that lead into hell.

What is it but another reminder that we are indeed but ants when compared to the Three.

— Pater Arik Gedaris