A floating garden of rock, this sanctuary is a holy area, which subdues all evil and silences all offensive magic performed in its bounds. It is a land of healing, and silence. Creatures that look like miniature oak trees move about, fixing and tending the gardens.

~Effects of the Land~

All black magic is weakened.

All evil or dark creatures/beings are weakened.

Holy magic is amplified.

Healing magic is maximized.

Insanity is often cured.

~Setting~

The garden is star shaped, each limb of rock ending in a circular platform of gardens. The island is always drifting over water, and seems to gain an endless flow from the center platform that runs down to each limb platform. The platforms carry different kinds of plants.

1


2 3 4


5 6

Each platform bears a mark, that seems to have some deep secret.
1: Single Spiraled Horn
2: Flaming Feather
3: Broken Star (At the bottom of the spring)
4: Blue Scale
5: Wing and Claw
6: Twisted Oak Cane


A runic language surrounds each picture, and the garden plants themselves surround each mark in a large circle. The water flows in tiny streams through indents along the paths to each one, starting from the spring in the center. The spring is clear and the rune of the broken star lays underwater. The runic language around the pictures form riddles...

1: "We run the fields of purest light,
ignorant of the darkness's blight.
The star that bears the mark of gold,
lies in the kingdom's feilds of old."

2: "Between the clouds of the mountain sky,
does't the flaming one did fly.
When an arrow flew to strike her down,
and that man was given the golden crown.
The star that bears the mark of blood,
hides within the marsh's mud."

3: The runes are too faded to read....

4: From the waves comes a mighty roar,
that shook mountains, and made the rain pour.
The sword of evil, cut into scale,
the corpse made into fine mail.
The star that bears the mark of ice,
hidden within he plants evil vice.

5: Lord of land and sky alike,
fear into the hearts of man, did strike.
The star that bears the mark of power,
sits atop the clouds tall tower.

6: The wisdom of ages borne of man,
who believed that anything can.
Each their own, unique yet conformed,
gathering in kingdoms, the people swarmed.
The star that bears the mark of ages,
now hidden within the valley's cages.