The Lost Lands
Located on the old caravan route between Worolia and Althoteptitlan, Sanctuary was a booming trade city in its day many centuries ago. With a deepwater port, ships from the Elven Nation, Cross Winds, and even far away Minoa would drop anchor at Sanctuary. Caravans carrying imported spices and perfumes would rest and spend their valuable gold and silver. That all changed with the destruction of the Elven Nation and the coming of the Red Death The Plague.
Now only a shadow of it’s former glory, the city is the home of cutthroats, assassins, and worse. Encompassed by a secondary wall along the southern frontier of Etrusea, Sanctites often refer to themselves as “…the dingle berries of Etrusea’s well-wiped arse.” Anyone who enters the town had better keep a strong grip on their sword hilt, but an even stronger grasp on their coin pouch.
Consul Robert Tygart IV has sent – some say exiled- his younger brother Kadakithis to serve as governor of Sanctuary. The people often refer to Kadakithis as “Prince Kittycat” because he knows very little about ruling a town as rough Sanctuary. Only with the help of his five personal enforcers, nicknamed the Hell Hounds, does Kittycat maintain a measure of control within the rough and tumble walls of Sanctuary.