The Rustbelt

Toxic sludge seeps from buried refineries and feeds strange lifeforms.

A half-flooded sump pit where glowing amber fluid accumulates. Risky, but valuable.

A fortified underpass carved through amber-streaked rock, known for rare mineral drifts.

A sun-baked wasteland perfect for ambushes and banditry.

An old chemical dredger that occasionally coughs up valuables.

A high scaffolded ruin.

A shattered chapel filled with broken lumens and mirrored glass.

A thin spillway that still carries trickles of waste, and rumours.

Collapsed trade routes and litter this scorched dome.

A half-functional manufactorum with unstable pressure lines.

Shrieking wind and moaning ducts confuse and frighten trespassers.

A sealed chem-still reactivated by gutter-scientists.

A soot-blackened mine shaft descends into unknown depths.

A filthy pestilence taints the area. Unsavoury characters seem to have an unhealthy interest in the strange diseases that are rife.

A former customs checkpoint where deals are still struck in the shadows.

A tunnel system choked with debris, vermin, and broken tech.

Ancient storage cells for volatile crystalline waste.

Miners whisper of shrieking insects that burrow through flesh and bone.

A massive sinkhole where a cathedral once stood. Echoes here distort vox-signals and stir the soul.

The ground in this region is prone to sinkholes. It takes a brave individual to operate in such a hazardous environment.