The Valdrin Codex A record of what we agreed to remember

Redmarch

Southern drylands where the ochre of the desert deepens to a rust red that stains everything crossing it. The coast is a run of low bluffs with the sea grinding at their feet. Colonial surveyors named it for the colour and for the fact that anyone marching through arrives the same shade as the ground.

Marches with

Dar, Ghak, Sorrow's End, Whisperwind Steppe

Last inscribed 28 August 2026