The home world, and the only true prize in the Verod System's endless balance.
For half its year the sky of Miranda is washed in warm gold; for the other half it glows with clear, brilliant azure, the first and greatest act of balance ever imposed upon the heavens.
A hand-drawn survey of Miranda's continents, seas, and borders.
Four nations divide the known world beneath twin suns.
Voir's gates, roads, and borders are held by the Monitors, Iüdex's militant cleric-knight order. Full profile: The Monitors →
A handful of sights no traveler to Miranda soon forgets.
Not deities. Not quite ordinary villains either, the ones no single nation's page fully accounts for.
Some threats belong to a city, a state, a single campaign, worth a mention on whichever page they haunt, and no more. A small handful don't fit that shape. They're bigger than any one border, old enough to predate most of the nations that fear them, and not confirmed gone even when everyone would prefer to say so. This is where Miranda keeps track of them.
Places that don't belong to any single continent's page, borders, wilds, and everything between.