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just hanging out in Kḧzk, exporting my precious ores
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There’s no way the Ice castle of the necrolord and the mountains of muscle aren’t a Fire &Ice reference
Probably, although Martin was definitely not the first fantasy author to put a villainous faction/entity in the inhospitable frozen north, nor was he the first to have a villain with a zombie army.
Although I think the Mountains of Muscles are more likely just a border feature slapped in between the Necrolord and the ambiguous barbarians of the northern steppes, which are again a common trope but probably directly drawn from the barbarian tribes of Icewind Dale (Wulfgar’s people in Forgotten Realms).
I believe op is referring to Bakshi’s Fire and Ice, not martin’s books. The rest of your point still stands though.
It’s a trap! This is just a fantasized map of Brazil! Run for your lives before OP drags us all to Rio!
Then you better have some damn powerful magic otherwise your ice castle will soon become a puddle.
That’s still way more imaginative than anything I can do.
Exporting chainmail bikinis to the underdressed warrior women
I live in a humble fishing village overlooking Eisfjörd, in the vast cold reaches of Skändivikingä
God this feels EXACTLY like Azeroth from World of Warcraft. But hey the dragons have some isles and eggs so I’m down for that, love me some dragons that are actually doing well in a setting
dont show this to george rr martin lol
oh, and im zhzhzh
Simplified eurasia? Nice idea!
I’m either a cleric from the Abbey of St Whatever passing through Heroshire in my way to hunt monsters in Vampsylvania, or a spellcasting hermit of dubious sanity living in the Witchy Wood.
I’m just hanging out in Townburg greeting adventurers.
I am but a humble doom miner, mining my doom.
This is actually a lot of work put into a supposedly generic map.
As the son of a deceased blacksmith from Quainthamlet, a small settlement near Townsburg, I have taken my amateur hand-crafted sword and am on the way to Camenot to find my destiny; most likely reaching my limits many times and overcoming them (just) with the help of my trusty companions and the burning hope and power of friendship that lies within me.
Or I’ll just die, because my sword is crap and I’m a noob.
Loth-plagiarien
Lmao! This map is unreasonably funny.
Pseudi Arabia
This looks like Eurasia if you nuked the ever living fuck out of the middle east.
Edit: Honestly this just looks like a post nuclear earth where we just kept dropping more nukes.
