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Just beneath the tangled roots of the town resides a secondary, smaller town. Strange things have a tendency to go on here, as the tree's magical properties seem to be "lightning rodded" into the ground just beneath it. In other words, if you think that big rock just turned into a fire-breathing salamander, it probably did.

The housing district of Haven, this is where the most powerful anti-violence spells tend to be.

The lower level of the town is reminiscent of a huge, mazelike castle that's had its roof ripped off by gently swaying tree boughs. These boughs hang down low into the spacious, moldering streets, and a thick coat of moss thrives wherever feet do not tread regularly. Despite the crisscrossing boulevards though, it is incredibly hard to get lost here - mainly because if you hit a dead end you can just walk through any hole in the wall until you reach where you want to go.

If you follow the twisting roots of this hybridized half-tree town, you will eventually end up here - at the trunk to that tree. It's a big tree. The branches tower overhead to the point where the entire town is bathed in a rich green, and as for the Trunk itself? No one really knows what's at it's tippy top.

Not quite high, but not quite low - purgatory tends to hang somewhere just above the root level of the town, but is not connected to the ground levels by any stairways. To get to this oddly isolated zone, you have to either find a branch to climb or spout a pair of wings.

This is the one-stop shop for all things vanity related. Need a mani/pedi? We've got that. The latest fashion? That too. Do you want a simple haircut? Don't make me laugh.

As it may sound, Canopia consists of the upper levels of the town. The tree seems to have either propped up some old stonework to make a floor, or spouted it spontaneously, because the streetways here look exactly like the lower levels -except if you fall off the sidewalk you might be in some trouble. It's a few hundred feet to the ground from up here.

Magical herbs, potions, and elixirs line the shelves of this dusty, dingy old store. Smelly though it may be, you can find some pretty potent magical artifacts here.

Out of the fresh green haze of tree branches lays a sunny, manicured square of grass sporting a rather garden quality expanse of small shops, fountains, and oddly colored flowering plants. All in all, this quaint locale is the town hub, and often makes for a place of sanctity - the entire thing is blanketed by a violence nullification spell.

Even though most of the headstones aren't for anyone underneath them, it's still a bit of a sentiment for the residents of Sol to have their burial places nearby. Plus, it's great as a hangout for the not-so-sun-friendly.

This clever name was given as a blatant show of its purpose - the Dry District is strictly a "don't eat your neighbor" zone. Such a place comes in handy for a vampire-run village, as it allows even nights to be slept soundly.

Talk about irony. The place that you'd expect not to have any understanding of solid food has a five star restaurant. The eats are pretty good too. A chef must have died and gone here.

This is one of the Boar's more underground attractions. The huge, magically reinforced steel fighting cage is where the citizens of the island go to beat the tar out of their neighbors. Good luck!

A little medieval magic goes on here! Or, if you can call it magic... Let's just say if you're in here then you may want to rethink this whole "getting out" business.

Everything goes on in here >.> Or do you want to find out for yourself?

The underbelly of the city is rightfully crisscrossed with these tombs for the not-so-dead. Tread lightly, or not at all. Vampires have good hearing, even when they sleep.

It's remarkably spick and span for such a seedy place, but I'd be careful all the same. This is the vampire part of town, after all. Better lock your door.

This lofty, Gothic type building not only is the center of the little town of Sol, but is also where all the vamps roost for the day. Be careful, they get cranky when you disturb them!

It spits and it spews deep in its throat, as if it threatens to consume all the island; but don't worry yourself over this playful volcano. It's all smoke and no smoldering mass destruction.

Where the land ends there are only the windblown and serrated teeth of the sea. Carved by waves and wear, these magnificent cliffs are a deadly but beautiful vista.

This range of blistering, snowy mountains is so named for the distinct winding curve that it traces all along the side of the island. It's "tail" so to speak, ends as a spike jutting out into the sea.

Among the jagged, toothy cliffs of the island there lies one stretch of soft, sugar-white sand. It gains its name because the thrashing waves refuse to mar the smooth, blue-green elegance of this cove.

Long ago there must have been a primitive civilization here. The huge towers of jungle-eaten rock still stand, and so too do their glyphs carved into the buildings; but it begs the question. Where are the natives?

It is said that lovely mermaids reside in the shallow, shifting waters and tide pools that form here. It is also said that they can be... very pointy if angered. Thus the name.

The bark on the trees peels here, damp from the reeking atmosphere. There hangs a perpetual fog in the air, and a perpetual silence over all. This, my friend, is no friendly forest.

A long, narrow strip of land reaching far out into the ocean. The climate here is freakishly windy and rainy, and just being there has to be a punishment of some kind.

Not as cleverly named as the KISS, Breaker Isle provides just as it promises - a break from the relentless waves that crash upon Aravis, thus creating the main island's lovely lagoons.

The more south of the two islands inhabited by the evil skeletal monsters known as Ribblades. Stay away from them, they're pointy and they like to eat flesh!

This island spawned as a direct result of the mighty deities' anger. The very ground seems to seethe with lava, the very air paralyzed with lightning, and the very breath you draw choked with fine, falling ash.

The more northern isle of the two inhabited by ghastly, skeletal creatures - the namesake of the two islands. My suggestion: don't hang around unless you want a fight.

A swathe of fog is often seen obscuring the top of this jutting mountain, alone amidst the waves. Tread lightly here, for it is where the Deities reside.