#000|Said to be the site|where Rock was first|given life!|
#001|The view from this city|is the best on the plane!||
#002|The eastern entrance|to the mountains is guarded|by the inhabitants of this city|
#003|The Lords of the Hills|take residence here!||
#004|The water Lords watch the|Lakes of all the worlds|from this spot!|
#005|Protected by the most |powerful of dragons, these|walls would be hard to break|
#006|The flame of the Souls|burns bright within|these walls!|
#007|A vicious place,|full of vicious creatures!||
#008|Home of the greatest rock|garden any world has|ever seen!|
#009|This city seems to have|been carved straight out|of the stone of the cliffs.|
#010|Here rocks|may have|wings!|
#011|The city at the|base of the hills. A poor city|that has nothing to boast!|
#012|A city of vast wealth.|Its treasury would help|any conquerer!|
#013|The walls of this city|even halt the terrors of|the winds that ravage here!|
#014|The city is all built|from green stone, matching|the grass it stands over!|
#015|Where it is rumoured that |dirt and wind have learnt|to live together!|
#016|An evil city full of|evilly bred creatures!||
#017|Named after the famous |fighter, yet a city with|little importance!|
#018|The last city that Ifino|was seen in before|his untimely demise!|
#019|Home to the SwampLords.|This is an evil|smelling city!|
#020|It is hard to tell that this|is a city until you get|very close!|
#021|Famous for nothing!|A place little can be said |about!|
#022|Moormound is a city of|seers. It is said to be the|closest spot to the Gods!|
#023|Swampstop is not known|for its soothing waters!||
#024|Rumoured to have the|best chefs in any |world ever imagined!|
#025|Known for the famous|Tarran Square, a beautiful |place!|
#026|Trust nothing while|within these walls.|Nothing!|
#027|Air was breathed into|the swamp here by the God|Sutekh!|
#028|An awful place filled|with awful creatures|with awful intentions!|
#029|This city is nearly useless in|the overall scheme of|Warlords! . . . Or is it?|
#030|Few come here!|Fewer return!|None are left sane!|
#031|'Warning,' says the sign |above the gates,|'Plague!'|
#032|Said to be the first city|but none seem too|sure about that!|
#033|The forest runs through the |centre of this fortress!||
#034|A pretty little|town, made of|walls of trees!|
#035|A city of bushes inside|a green grove lends a |pretty sight!|
#036|Plainsend sits on the |edge of the forest|of the worlds.|
#037|Treeants come here to play|during nights of|full moon!|
#038|This city was once burnt to |the ground but has since been|rebuilt beautifully.|
#039|Syltree is a dangerous|place where fires are|encouraged|
#040|Boriss came from here.|But few like to|admit it!|
#041|The woods around here are|dark and twisted!||
#042|Greenmorel is said|to be where all |plant life began!|
