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[Maxim_inc]

Not changing my proposals
El Río Rojo: Cutting through the sandy shrubland of the western portion of the region is El Río Rojo (The Red River) which in centuries past provided irrigation for more traditional farmland in the area and in the present feeds a vast brick industry from its red clay deposits that give it its name. Besides its main course the relative flatness of much of the area around it gives a rather unique obstacle for travelers and those that which to settle in the region. During the rainy season where the river is full it forms hundreds of tiny tributaries that turn the land around it into clay marshes for miles while in the dry season the sun bakes it into concrete like terrain nearly impossible to dig through. Beyond even this to the west is a great mountain range that makes up part of the greater coverage of mountains around the region preventing rain from falling in great amounts making much of our basin into a sparse sandy shrubland.

The Walls of Nikase: During the conquests of Queen Nikase of Heliopolis to forge her Empire of the Sun she found herself in a land, our land (us and the other team ofc) ripe for conquest being displaced and half destroyed by wars waged apparently against ourselves. It was only a few weeks of campaigning in our land did she learn the truth. The Anakemites, great towering giants ranging from as tall as a stout oak to many dozen meters tall that came from over the mountains to feast upon the land each generation. Nikase and her hoplites barely managed to survive the feasting season of the Anakemites, though with their bellies full on the flesh of man they once more retreated beyond the mountains to their homeland. Scarred from the battle and understanding the threat to her nascent empire the Anakemites presented she gathered forth her regiments and marched the grandest army the world had ever seen beyond the mountains. They barely survived, fifty thousand soldiers clad in bronze went over the mountains and barely ten thousand returned from the slaughter.

The kingdoms of the Anakemites were beyond the martial prowess of Nikase and the strength of her regiments of hoplites. There was no chance to conquer them, so Nikase sought to at least secure her realm from the hornets nest she had now kicked. The Nikase mountains, that she named after herself, that the Anakemites crossed over to feast had great bodies of water on either side of them, today known to be inland seas, could be fortified to withstand their assault. So she gathered the great architects of her Empire to design a palisade worthy of repelling the titanic foe, and she gathered the tribes of the region, our ancestors included, to build it. Promising the land to forever be in our ownership under her fealty if we built the wall and garrisoned it. We agreed, a generation of construction went forward as the walls were built higher and higher each year to withstand the enemies beyond them.

Nikase and her Empire are long gone and modern archaeology shows that while a kingdom beyond the mountains did exist they were of rather average size and more likely simply raided the people of the region and the fabled Great Wall being unnaturally large Basalt Columns that show signs of being built on by the natives of the region with the building of the wall and the giants it was meant to repel being nothing more than myth. [Location, SouthWest/West/NorthWest portions of the map being a small mountain range with the unique addition of giant basalt columns that form natural walls in the valleys and passes between the mountains.]

[Man of Paper]

That's cool and all, but you should repost them anyway so people know they can vote for them.

[Powder Miner]

The Great Mass

To the east of the land our warring peoples call home is... probably a hill range, maybe a body of water, it's probably a river. It's near to impossible to tell though, because of the overwhelming feature of the eastern world - a living being, though not animal. Though every language nearby has a word, or proper name for it, we call it the Great Mass. It appears to be a plant species and a fungal species operating in some sort of strange symbiotic harmony - the plant is a massive clonal colony of interconnected trees that create woven nets of branches across their spans, as well as a great canopy of wide leaves which blots out almost the entire sun. Within these nets of branches grow a fungi, which leach energy from the trees - and through a combination of toxicity and sheer bloat ensure that the Mass is monstrously difficult to clear through, ensuring both species have no competitors whatsoever. While some particular quality of the soil and water in the region of the Mass itself is what allows the Mass to survive, and thus it is not expanding out and destroying the world or anything, it remains nearly impenetrable. There might be people on the other side - nobody has managed to successfully send an expedition that has made it back in time before the fungus has grown back over the path.

[crazyabe]

The Edge of the world


To the East lies the 'edge of the world'- where the ground comes to a sudden end in a perfect line that stretches down further than man can see, to our knowledge it extends both north and south nigh infinitely. beyond it live the gods, so say the legends of old.

[Maximum Spin]

Over the east presides the great, broad, flat, sluggish Hong river, pouring forth from the fifty mouths of the Siukong jungle. Every few years for generations, a little progress has been made chopping and burning back the twisting trees of Siukong, draped with their loads of ferns, strangling vines, and a startling array of venomous reptiles of all kinds, but more often than not the river washes away our gains with the spring flood to build its faraway silty delta, and besides, the land on the other side is too sickly to be worth farming. Whatever taints it seeps into the river as well, so that the whole region is suited for little but the scanty tents of lonely, wandering religious hermits who beg their alms at the border towns in the name of the river-god.

[Jerick]

The Maw

Near where the desert gives way to arid shrub-land a vast chasm splits the landscape. It is several miles wide and a fast-flowing river sits at the bottom carving it ever deeper. Sheer, uncompromising cliff walls line the edges, leaving no way back up for anyone unfortunate enough to fall down into its depths. From above it looks like the earth itself has a hungry mouth waiting for something to devour.

[Doomblade187]

The Furrow of the Gods
Along the edge of the known lands, there is a canyon. This would normally be nothing more than a lovely sightseeing destination, but for one minor issue: the size. The Furrow of the Gods was told in legend to be a remnant of a war in the heavens as a fallen god was struck down to the lands from the heavens, carving a trench in the land as far as the eye can see.

A volcanically active rift in the world, the Furrow of the gods is a massive canyon with an array of rivers and localized weather systems within it. Descending into it is dangerous due to its proximity to a major faultline and regular seismic activity. There is an active rift in the crust of the world midway along (near where the fault gets closest to the canyon), and the occasional lava flows that erupt from the smoking depths of this are responsible for both slowly filling the canyon and constantly redirecting the flow of rivers, further making traffic difficult.

[Maxim_inc]

BTW I edited the end of the Great Wall to make it just normal basalt columns and stuff.

The Walls of Nikase (1): Maxim_inc

[Quarque]

The Walls of Nikase (1): Maxim_inc
Hong River (1): Quarque

I like this for the same reason as I liked the desert. It sounds intriguing and makes me want to know more about that world, while at the same time being mundane enough to sound like a WW1 landscape, rather than the setting of a SF novel.

[TricMagic]

The Walls of Nikase (1): Maxim_inc
Hong River (1): Quarque, TricMagic

[m1895]

The Ice Wall
While borders can be quite fluid in nature, the easternmost extreme of our land is harshly cutoff by a monolithic wall of pure ice, 3000 meters tall. Although a sparse population has carved out a home within the sheer surface, our ability to project power over them has always been extremely limited, even when the ice box made their home a lucrative trade resource. Few expeditions have dared scale the wall, and none have ever found what must lie beyond it, only an everstretching plane of blinding white.
Hyperwar

[Doomblade187]

The Walls of Nikase (1): Maxim_inc
Hong River (2): Quarque, TricMagic
The Furrow of the Gods (1): Doomblade

[m1895]

The Walls of Nikase (1): Maxim_inc
Hong River (2): Quarque, TricMagic
The Furrow of the Gods (1): Doomblade
The Ice Wall (1): m1895

I demand only the most massive of wars.

[NUKE9.13]

The Ice Wall is confusing in its implications for climate, so-

The Walls of Nikase (1): Maxim_inc
Hong River (2): Quarque, TricMagic
The Furrow of the Gods (1): Doomblade
The Ice Wall (2): m1895, NUKE9.13

[Powder Miner]

The Walls of Nikase (1): Maxim_inc
Hong River (2): Quarque, TricMagic
The Furrow of the Gods (1): Doomblade
The Ice Wall (3): m1895, NUKE9.13, Powder Miner