Adventures in Lost Venusha
The Lost Continent of Venusha is located in the sub-tropics of the planet Posidea. It is most like the climatology found here in South-Florida.
The coastline where the first Velarian settlers made landfall alternates between Mangrove nurseries and large stretches of coral-white sandy beaches.
Beyond the shore, high-hammock forests with fern carpets and swampy wetland fens abound. The terrain is flat and rocky, but abundant with greenery. Hardwood trees like Palm and Cypress make up the majority of the woodlands. Water-filled sinkholes as well as turquiose and emerald colored springs are like randomly scattered gems upon the landscape.
The Shardspine Mountains:
Much further inland, after miles of flat land, a vast range of shiny, spire peaked mountains stretches the entire horizon. The landscape of the valleys which lie between these peaks is a barren and desolate one: miles and miles of vitrified mountains between which exists lakes of sand, the accumulated crumble of the glassy mountainsides. Razor sharp stones, ranging in sizes from caltrop-like spurs to building-sized boulders, are liberally dispersed above and below the sands. The Shardspine Mountain range is known to house one site of Venusian origin known as Zebulon, as some (Morgrethian?) records would attest is the sites original name. The location has been reclaimed to become The Royal Academy of Research and Exploration or more informally, the Royal Academy at Zebulon (RAaZ).
Beyond the desert, a variety of odd and alien landscapes exists waiting to be explored.
The Shardsand Desert:
Much like the sandy lakes that occupy the valleys in the Shardspine Mountains, what lies west of those pin pointed peaks is a desert of desolation. It would seem that all things in the world were made to dust and cast as desert many ages ago.
The wasteland is further dotted with crumbling majestic stone buildings and structures that defy construction without great magic. Beyond the Shardsand Desert, a variety of odd and alien landscapes exists waiting to be explored…
What follows is the account of the famed Magnus Malkus, legendary historian and World Walker as he cataloged his journey through the Venushan wilds: "The rolling sand hills at the mountains edge are the last of a normal landscape anyone will see. The Desert of Desolation beyond is quite a sight to behold. It’s a jagged landscape of rock, sand and twisted garden unlike anything anyone has experienced in this new world. It’s as if the world were torn asunder, the earth was chewed up, churned, then made dry and desolate. Whatever cataclysm that occurred here, occurred long ago. One could easily conceive that time wore on and the landscape has aged. Now spiny cactus’s grow sporadically. Shrubs of dry weed sprout up around them. Insects such as beetles and scorpion thrive as do lizards and snakes. The landscape varies between rolling sand dunes and dry, exposed rock. Slabs of strata project out of the ground, worn down from ages of wind. In some cases the rock has been sharpened by severe wind to almost knife’s edge sharpness. Pillars of rock stand tall and narrow in an ocean of ever rolling sand dunes. Plateaus of rock stand like islands among the sandy waves. Occasionally an oasis survives sheltered by some mammoth rock or in a natural depression. Out in the desert, savage halflings nomadicly wander the landscape as need demands.
Most structures in the wastelands are rubble and ruin, having witnessed countless unknown events, not to mention the ravages of time and environment. A few mostly intact megalithic structures have been located in the 40 years since the founding of the colony. They continue to be sources of mystery and wonder, troves of lost knowledge, and sites of adventure – all of which bring the wealth and glory that come with such things."
Three days journey from the Academy of Research and Exploration is a satellite location in alliance with the Academy. An alumni member of the Academy named her Marchioness or more informally, Lady, Ashinana Vestang presides over a thriving desert oasis.
The path first winds along narrow mountain trails, then along the base of a sheer cliff, with a third day spent trudging through the desert along a magically laid stone highway built by the Freeport Aristocrat, Lord Vestang, her Marchionesses father.
The oasis is about the size of a small hamlet. It exists in the lea of a huge rock cliff over a hundred feet high, at the base of which, running nearly the length of the cliff, is a crystal blue spring.
There are a few villas that stand out as the homes of what are the oasis’s most wealthy aristocrats and a few retired military generals. Clay adobe makes up the architecture prevalent in the thorpe. Tents and palm/bamboo huts make up the remainder of the citizens housing.
There is one inn, The Dancing Tabi near the fountain at the center of town. A quaint adobe affair with one deluxe room making up a second floor.