Once trapped in linearity, Lualdi now lives its grim past, its torrential present, and its cataclysmic future all at once. Second by second, the region marches towards a seemingly inevitable apocalypse that is shrouded in enigma not for what it will do, but why. The answers to the mysteries surrounding the impending calamity may lie deeper in the reaches of time than any may expect -- and somewhere with them is the answer to if Lualdi can even be saved or if it should be abandoned to its fate. But whatever you do, do so quickly... The apocalypse will not wait for you to make up your mind.
The entirety of the Ventordi Plains are uneven, cracked and fractured enough that they might be better described as a series of canyons with grass rather than craggy boulders. Some ravines are small enough to jump across without any danger of falling in, but others are wide, ravenous jaws in the earth that go miles deep. Jagged rocks tend to stick out from the sides of the larger fractures, giving the impression that the earth could swallow anything whole if given a chance. The tall plains grass can make it difficult, especially from afar, to tell where the ground is whole and where it is falling away. Rivers meander through the basins, long and winding in their path to the sea. Where there are towns and cities in the plains, there are paths down to the rivers and elaborate pulley systems to draw water, and bridges cut across the most dangerous of ravines. In the absence of civilization, however, the Ventordi Plains truly live up to their ancient nickname of being a "no man's land" -- one can look out over the horizon and be deluded into thinking no one lives in all of the plains.
