Piperka

Espias, home to a myriad of races, cultures, and climates all meeting in the center at the trade capitol Silvermoor. This uneasy melting pot of humanity sits flanked on all sides by danger and adventure. The fetid, untamed marshlands to the south filled with all manner of beast and man alike desperate for a meal. Not to be outdone by its ferociousness, the frozen tundra to the north provides bitter daily reminder of the challenges of one's existence. To the west lies a land that once prospered but years of war have left it a ruinous desert in which the high elves are rumored to hide away within. East of Silvermoor lie a vast range of mountains where deep inside the toiling of dwarves can often be heard from with their caves.