They call it the forgotten wastes, because most people have forgotten about it or wander in it unknownly and are never seen again.

It’s a place of past beauty and current horror. If you survive the breath choking fog that surrounds the empty desert, the creatures that lurk there are surely bound to devour you. They nameless horrors from the depths of hades itself.

Somehow if you aren’t devoured or choked to death, the acid rainstorms with melt your bones. The landscape is treachous to cross even with the elements and beast at play to kill you. Rocks as smooth as glass and as sharp as dragonsmithed blades are impossible to pass. They are small mountains in size. If you were able to get past those without dying, the very earth is against you. From years of acid rain the ground has formed dust the can poison you through your skin almost like it’s a living creature. You see the forgotten waste are called that for a reason. I almost forgot about the walkers neither living nor dead, they search the land to take from men to get back what was once taken from them, their souls.

That is if you believe such legends.