At the southern edge of the Valderian Empire, where the sun shimmered like molten gold across the endless waters, the Duchy of Rheimara stood as both guardian and gateway to the sea. The Rheimara estate was vast, shaped like a waxing crescent moon whose ends dipped into the great ocean beyond. Its grand outer walls, fortified with ocean-carved stone and layered with maritime enchantments, curved protectively around a bustling, vibrant civilization of over five million souls.
Massive aqueducts and curved stone bridges connected sky-reaching towers, many of which were constructed with almost artistic disregard for symmetry. Rheimaran architecture was both elegant and wild, as if the sea itself whispered into the dreams of its masons. Tall buildings leaned into one another across cobbled streets, their upper levels often linked by arcane walkways or narrow sky-bridges. Even from the skies, the estate looked like a tide-frozen swirl of civilization locked in graceful chaos.
