The southernmost nation in continental western Astarta, Corvono is a land of dry, warm climate and sandy soil perfectly suited to the growing of herbs, fruit, and nuts. Many liquors and wines are produced in guild-organized distilleries and wineries, and Corvono spirits are shipped across the continent fetching high returns. The Kaltegradt mountain range of Amstreiche resumes in Corvono as the Oropicco Mountains, which are home to several productive gold and silver mines.

Corvono is a nexus of trade for the southern seas, and as such has been the seat of much wealth and international influence. The sciences of the Ebregoi sages have found affluent patronage in Corvona, as have the exquisite crafts of the Sarnovi goldsmiths and Tolian tinkerers. The spirit of modern Corvona is one of discovery and commoditization, of politics and excess, of marble-floored palazzi and gilded wheellock pistols.


A typically ornate Corvono wheellock pistol, as worn by noble house guards.

Notable Settlements


Home to the Collegia Artenove, a renowned center of learning and science focused primarily on chemistry and physics. Montepagano is pioneering the production of serviceable gunpowder, with several small refinery-factories situated on the wide, slow-flowing Medoacua river. Winters are remarkably cold compared to the rest of Corvona, owing to the city’s positioning against the western foothills of the Oropicco mountains. Montepagano is a border city, and plays host to many Amstreiche customs and cultural artifacts, blended with Corvono ones. This culture clash – and proximity to the gateway between nations – also leads to a notable populace of refugees from Amstreiche justice, and a thriving undercity of cutpurses and contract thugs eager to scratch out a few gold.


A bustling trade and fishing port, known for its perennial warm sea air and dramatic skyline, with the city plan carved into the steep rock cliffs that tower above the harbor below. Albacua is a city of worldly luxury and languid evenings for citizens and visitors of all economic standing; even the fishermen and servant class can be seen enjoying a glass of local wine and a plate of freshly-caught seafood as the sun sets over the bay. The harbor is patrolled by guards employed by the Mercantile Guild, a consortium ruled in council by members of the most wealthy families in the city.


Built on the soft, sandy delta where the Fiu river empties into the southern sea, Fiumargo uses as its foundation the ruins of a much older city, Dwarven in origin. These ruins run deep below the shifting sand, and serve as anchors for a network of stone pillars holding up the modern buildings of the settlement. The economy centers around fishing, trade, and tourism – the southern shores are warm and calm, and it’s quite in vogue for aristocrats to try their hand at amateur archaelogy sifting through the sands for small Dwarven trinkets or bits of archaic stonework. Local legends abound of lucky visitors who manage to fish magnificent gemstones out of the alluvial flow. The city is nominally overseen by a Doge, appointed (and retired, when necessary) by a cadre of the city’s most influential merchant families.


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