The Gates of GaldronGaldron is a plane of little interest to most, a sort of idyllic haven where nothing seems to happen and nothing really upsets the balance of the world. There is though, perhaps a something wrong with Galdron, because the inhabitants seem to lack some of the verve and urgency of other planes. The peoples of the world live their lives and little happens of any real excitement.
Until, one day, an ancient and massive gate is discovered sequestered away in the wilds. It had been there for hundreds of years, possibly thousands, and virtually no-one had noticed it. Inscribed upon the massive edifice though, was an enormous sigil, the sign of a great flame. The red magi were called to investigate and they discovered that it was an enormous source of power, if only they could tap into it. A number of them gathered together and collectively poured their power into the gate and... something happened. A primal force shifted beneath the skin of the world and the gate opened with a blast of sulfuric air. Behind the door the magi discovered a demi plane, a thriving and vital world composed purely of red mana, of volcanoes and wonders they were unable to dream of... and when the gate opened the other hidden gates scattered across the world were suddenly and amazingly there. Some were even part of cities, but none of the world's inhabitants had ever noticed them.
The gates are linked to each other through five pocket worlds, places of wild adventure and lost treasures... and deadly peril. But as the gates are opened, the walls between the demi-planes are starting to bleed and clash violently, and what that might mean for Galdron is yet to be discovered. Step into adventure, step into
The Gates of Galdron!
... I hate being a dynamo of creative energy sometimes.
Incidentally "Artifact Land - Gate"