Lothaine
| Lothaine | |
|---|---|
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Derry's location (dark green) within the Amasynian Peninsula (light green), relative to Regal Province of Trae Kelsa (blue). | |
| Information | |
| Status: | Principality of Trae Kelsa |
| Capital: | Porth Morrogh |
| Demonym: | Lothainean |
| Population: | --,--- |
| Currency: | Trae Kelsan Shilling |
| Government: | None |
| Head of State: | None |
| Religion: | One True Faith |
Commonly referred to as "the Lost Kingdom", Lothaine is considered by most historians to be the region's greatest tragedy, a loss from which Amasynia has never truly healed.
Topography
From the Lothley Mountains in the east, the landscape declines into rolling hills and then broad river-crossed plains before meeting the Amasynian Sea in the west.
Location
Westernmost territory of the Amasynian Province, Lothaine is for the most part isolated from Amasynia proper by the Lothley Mountains, a range of craggy peaks in the east of the territory which effectively cut off overland travel between Lothaine and its neighbours.
Cities
While in elder times the Kingdom of Lothaine was ruled from the city of Leonais, no visitor has set foot in that city in centuries; instead the coastal village of Porth Morrogh is the territory's largest permanent settlement, boasting a population of 600 souls.
- Leonais (lost)
- Ober Guethva (lost)
- Spernyn Wenn (lost)
History
In times past it was the jewel of Amasynia, renowned for its rich soil, balmy climate and majestic cities fine enough to put the then-young Kingdom of Amasynia to shame. The Gateway to the West, Lothaine brought stability and peace to its neighbours by virtue of the threads of trade and commerce that stretched out westward across the ocean, linking Amasynia to distant lands and bringing riches and wonders to its shores.
Today this glory is no more, a golden age preserved only in stories and dusty scrolls of history. Following some uncertain catastrophe centuries ago the Kingdom of Lothaine was ravaged and cast down to become a barren and blighted waste, desolate and abandoned for centuries. The spires of its empty cities crumble year by year, and its once-fertile plains yield only acrid dust.
Economy
Those who inhabit this land cling to scattered settlements along the coast, for to venture too far inland is death; there are some who still try, who think to seek out the treasures of lost ages in the interior, to scavenge wondrous trinkets from the rubble of Ober Guethva or to plunder the gilded vaults of Spernyn Wenn, but hardly any return. None who have walked out of those ash-blackened regions retain enough of their minds to describe what they saw; those with sense remaining to them learn from the example of such would-be explorers, and stick to the shore.
